The Badboy Bully Is My Alpha Mate

SKYLAR"Go kiss that disgusting geezer ogling at us and we’ll give you back your notebook. No kidding this time. We swear!" Giselle shrieked over the loud music, placing a hand on her chest, and her minions nodded robotically in agreement. She burped wildly, a huge sign that the booze was finally sinking in.I was a tad away from breaking down. Dealing with bullies since I got into high school has been the most traumatic experience of my life. Giselle and her minions go out of their way each day to make my miserable life even more miserable. Seizing my notebook in school today, right after they bashed my head against the wall, marked today as one of the worst days of my life. As usual, they left me their notes forcing me to do their homework, and in exchange, they would give back mine.The homework was worth 60 marks and losing it would be a huge taint on my straight-A reputation, so of course, I accepted. I got home early and finished it up. My head had hurt the whole time from hitt

SKYLARI arrived at school the next day with my heart in my mouth. The thought of Giselle telling everyone what happened kept me awake and terrified all night. I woke up this morning, lying about having a stomachache. But then I recalled that I had to turn in the homework, so I dropped the act and got ready for school. Still, I was freaking out all the way leading here.Stepping into the school gave me monstrous chills. But so far, no one has said anything to me. I was still invincible to everyone. I hope it stays quiet for the rest of the day. I’d be glad to know I worried over nothing.I put in my lock combination, opened my locker, and took out my books. From the corner of my eyes, I caught sight of Giselle and her minions making their entrance. I turned sharply, forcing my face inside my locker and praying so hard that she wouldn’t recognize me. And she didn’t. or maybe she did and decided to let me off, I don’t know.The bottom line is, she didn’t come for me and that gave me so

SKYLAR"When I kissed you last night, your eyes dilated. I thought it was just a mere shock. Now I know it was more than that. It was recognition. You knew who I was from the get-go,""Yes," I wasn't sure what he was hinting at. So what if I knew him from the get-go?"You pretended like you didn't. Skylar West." I never knew my name could sound so cold until he said it. And I never gave him my name either."You also knew who I was from the get go?""Nah. I didn't. It wasn't until I saw you in the hallway that I realized I had to know you. You're from the league C class, right?"I nodded. "No wonder we never met until now. What are the chances?" He scoffed, stuffing both gloved hands into his pockets.His condescending tone snapped at my pride. League C was a class of Omegas and commoners. And he just pointed out the fact that we were too below him, and he had no business with us. So yeah, what were the chances of us meeting until now?He sure was a blunt guy. Cold and blunt. It stil

Skylar's POVI woke up this morning with what felt like a bone lodged in my throat. The conversation from yesterday still lingered in my mind, like that stubborn coffee stain that everyone sees but no one can remove. Every moment of our conversation replayed in my head, amplifying my discomfort.I wished the ground would open up and swallow me, but I knew the moon goddess wouldn’t grant such a request. The morning sun felt too bright and too indifferent to my misery.Dragging myself out of bed, I hurried through my morning routine, feeling a knot of anxiety in my stomach. The bus ride to school was a blur of uncomfortable faces and unsettling stares. Wedged between an elderly lady who muttered to herself and a rebellious teen absorbed in her phone, I felt like an outsider in my own life.The relief I felt when the bus finally reached the school gate was almost overwhelming. As I stepped off, I was met with a few curious glances, which I carefully avoided. I was becoming adept at manag

Skylar POVChange had never been my ally. It’s something I’ve always preferred to keep at a distance, out of reach.But the last few months? They’ve shattered my routine, thrown me into a world I didn’t recognize.I woke up early, as usual, and went through my morning routine with practiced ease. After a quick breakfast, I stepped outside into the crisp morning air. The sun was barely over the horizon, casting a faint, golden light on the world.“He should be here any second now,” I murmured to myself, glancing at my phone for what felt like the hundredth time. I couldn’t help but wonder, with a mixture of disbelief and curiosity, how I could afford such a sleek phone if it wasn’t for my so-called relationship with Ash Gunner.The answer was glaringly obvious. Without Ash, there was no way I could have a phone like this, not with my parents’ modest jobs and my own lack of employment. My parents had raised eyebrows when they saw the new phone and the other perks that came with it. They