All Chapters of Mated to My Alpha Bully : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

PRESENT DAY PRISCA’S POV Chloe was watching my raised hand with those cold, judging eyes of hers, and for one dizzy second, I wanted nothing more than to bring it down across her face. I didn’t. I lowered my hand slowly, as if it had never been there, and drew in a long breath. I had sworn that Chloe Byrne would never again make me lose control, and I would not give her the satisfaction of seeing me crack. I smoothed my blouse, tucked a curl behind my ear, and smiled at her, soft and a little sad. “I won’t let you upset me,” I said gently. “I really did come to check on you. I know we aren’t friends anymore, but for old times’ sake, I wanted to be kind. As much as I care about Drake, those rumors aren’t true, and it isn’t fair that people believe them.” Chloe rolled her eyes. A flash of annoyance burned through me. I was honestly trying, and she was looking at me like I was something that needed to be wiped off a shoe. “Fine,” I said, letting the sweetness settle into someth

CHLOE’S POV After the orientation, the endless stares, and my unexpected conversation with Prisca in the restroom, all I’d wanted was to go home and shut myself off from the world. Her words had followed me long after we left the restroom. The way she’d spoken about Drake, as though I were nothing more than an obstacle between them, had left me feeling small and irritated. And the rumours only made it worse. I hated that people who barely knew me had already formed opinions about my life, all based on a fucking lie! By the time I went to bed, I was exhausted. I was tired of it all. But by morning, I didn’t want to feel that way anymore. The rumours hadn’t disappeared overnight, and Prisca was still here, but I shouldn’t spend my days hiding because of them. I’d come to Sterling Heights for a fresh start, and I wanted to give myself a real chance at one. That was why going shopping with Kristal and Sophie today seemed like the perfect distraction. They had te

CHLOE’S POVI couldn’t stop thinking about Tristan.After our encounter in the yard, I’d gone online to look him up and fallen straight down a rabbit hole. Somehow, I was still stuck in it by the time I climbed into Sophie’s car.I sat in the back beside Kristal, phone in hand, scrolling through one page after another. I hadn’t looked up once since we left the dorms.Tristan was the star quarterback of the Silverfangs, ranked among the top five players in the entire league.But according to some student blogs, that wasn’t even the most interesting thing about him. He was notoriously mysterious, keeping a tight-knit circle of friends that nobody else on campus seemed able to break into.He was big on activism, the kind that earned him mentions in the student paper, and also had a soft spot for animals. Half his posts seemed to feature rescue dogs or shelter fundraisers.What I couldn’t find was a single word about him being a dick.Every article and comment painted him as kind, lovabl

DRAKE’S POVThe meeting with Bella Wright—the student body president, to finalize plans for the freshers’ party went better than I expected.We met her in a quiet corner of the student union, and she arrived prepared with lots of questions.Marcus did most of the talking, and I added the details she asked for. The party would be held at a lakeside villa that belonged to my family, one of my own properties, which was huge and only thirty minutes from campus. It had enough space and parking to hold six hundred students or more without anyone being squeezed in. Bella went through every detail, making sure everything was close to perfection.“Fine,” she said, finally closing her folder. “This is better than anything the committee budgeted for. Consider it approved. You’re officially hosting. Just keep it from turning into a disaster.”“No promises,” Julian said with a grin, and she shot him a warning look before leaving. Once she was gone, my guys carried on talking among themselves,

DRAKE’S POVI stared down at my cum-stained hand, my heart still pounding against my ribs, and waited for the disgust to hit.It didn’t come.Instead, what filled the silence was something far worse—a warm, heavy satisfaction that still hummed through every muscle in my body.I had just stood outside Chloe’s room and watched her like some sick pervert. I had stroked myself to the sound of her, to the sight of her, and I had loved every second of it.Chloe Byrne. The same girl I had sworn I would never touch again, yet my body now ached for her, as if she were the only thing that could calm my agitation.Fuck!That wasn’t supposed to happen. Prisca was the one I wanted. Prisca was the girl I had made promises to, the one I had planned out my life with for years.So why had a few broken moans from Chloe done what Prisca couldn’t manage in years?‘It’s the bond,’ I told myself again. ‘It’s the damn fucking bond, fucking shit up for me!’I pushed off the wall, meaning to clean myself up,