All Chapters of Fated To The Three Alphas : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Tessa~I gasped, lungs seized as four hands clamped down my shoulders, pinning me firmly in place with an unforgiving grip. Their strength was undeniable, their intent was nothing but unyielding. I tried to move but my every attempt was met with the crushing weight of their wicked restraint. My eyes darted upward just in time to see the steaming contents of a coffee cup…and then, the tip over my head. The liquid spilled, mingling with something acrid, the heat biting into my scalp like wildfire. The classroom erupted…a chaotic sound of gasps, sharp and suffused with unease. It is mixed with laughter, loud and derisive. Entertainment for some, but a nightmare for me. The heat of pain slipped past my lips, discarding bone spreading across my skin. I bit down on the sound, swallowing the scream clawing at my throat. Noise only invited nothing more than punishment and humiliation. The lingering heat promised a scar, a cruel reminder of this moment. I knew it would stay. Unlike other

Landon's pov“Mate?”I choked the words like it burned my throat. My arm froze mid air, claws still extended, the fading sunlight catching the tips. I could feel my wolf stir violently beneath my skin, howling with need. “You can't do it,” Zorra, my wolf, protested. “You can't hurt our mate!”I dropped my hand slowly, looking… no, glaring at the trembling girl in front of us. Hair matted, face blotched, reeking of fear and dried coffee. What the actual fuck? She was… it?“No,” I growled, stepping back as if the word alone might undo what just happened. “No way this…this person is our mate!”“She's not even —” Hayes started. “Not even strong,” Asher cut in, his brows furrowed in disbelief. “She doesn't even feel like a wolf!”She looked so tartared for my liking and some scars were visible. “Why didn't she heal?” I thought. And if she couldn't, then someone must have done it to her since she couldn't possibly do it to herself, right? Then if she wasn't the one who burned herself

Tessa's Pov “What the fuck did you tell them?!”The door slammed open with a force that shook the classroom windows, the sound slicing through the quiet room like a whip crack. I jumped in my seat, my pen skidding off the page mid-word. The E-commerce teacher just left and now, I'm on my own. My head snapped up at the sound, just as my eyes met with Victoria's vicious blue ones. She stood in the doorway like a stormcloud in human form—face red, nostrils flared, eyes blazing with a kind of rage that made my stomach clench. Behind her, two of her usual shadows, Rica and Lila, followed with cruel smirks curling on their lips. My heart dropped onto my guts. Before I could move, the heel of her black leather boots clanked against the linoleum, the sound echoing louder than it should have in the empty room. Chairs scrapped and desks shifted. Students cleared out like mice fleeing a fire, pretending not to see anything. I almost rolled my eyes. Typical. “You're rolling your eyes at

~Tessa~My alarm rang long before sunrise. Before the world woke. I jolted awake like my body was programmed along with the alarm, and for a few seconds, I stared at the cracked screen of my phone, silently debating whether my body could survive another day. But the answer didn't matter now, did it? I still had to move. With a tired groan, I pushed myself off the thin mattress lying on the floor of my tiny room. Luxury was something way out of my reach. Something I had dreamt of but could never attain—at least, not in the near future. The cold, bare floor bit at my bare feet immediately. Our apartment barely held warmth, especially during mornings like this. I quietly changed into old jeans and a faded hoodie with loose threads at the sleeves before grabbing my cleaning supplies. The door groaned in dissatisfaction with a creak as I dragged it open—well, I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry, because it'll have to bear with me as long as we live here—I took one step after another until

~Landon~Thinking about it now, it felt like she wanted to stay, but couldn't. The elevator doors finally opened and we stepped inside, and punched in the floor number. It closed with a soft ding, and started its ascent. When it finally stopped and we stepped outside, the hallway was buzzing with noise until we appeared. Then silence followed us again. We entered the classroom together. Like diamonds in stones, my eyes found her immediately. Tessa sat quietly near the window, shoulders tense, fingers gripping the edge of her desk tightly while students whispered around her. The moment she saw us approaching, her eyes widened and the scent of panic rolled off her in waves. Again. That same sharp pain twisted through my chest unexpectedly. Christ, I hated that look. One after the other, we stopped beside her desk. Hayes in the front. Asher behind and I beside her. The students occupying those desks stared at us nervously. “Hey, what are you still doing, sitting there? Move!” H