All Chapters of MY SUPER CRUSH IS AN ALPHA: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Victor's gaze softened, a nostalgic smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Sandra, when we first arrived in Crescentville, Mrs. Hope was one of the first people who welcomed us with open arms. She was a beacon of kindness and compassion, always ready to lend a helping hand. Her generosity extended not only to our pack but to the entire community. She embodied the spirit of unity and harmony that makes Crescentville so special."I turned to Victor, my eyes filled with determination. "Victor, what is the full name of Mrs. Hope? I want to know more about her, to understand the woman we are seeking justice for and also if I know her from somewhere."Victor's eyes softened with a hint of melancholy, and he took a moment before replying. "Sandra, her name is Mrs. Hope Pascal. She was a vibrant presence in our community, known for her compassion and generosity."Intrigued, I pressed further, eager to paint a vivid picture of the woman whose fate had brought us on this journey. "Victor, c

As I delved into the calculus textbook, determined to make the most of the twenty minutes before the rescheduled class, my focus was unwavering. The library's hushed ambiance cocooned me in a world of equations and functions, and my academic drive surged to the forefront of my mind. I knew I had to seize this time to study, especially with the rumours of a continuous assessment looming on the horizon.As I immersed myself in the complexities of calculus, my heart couldn't help but flutter with a sense of academic enthusiasm. It was a subject I found both challenging and fascinating, and the opportunity to delve deeper into its intricacies filled me with a sense of purpose.Suddenly, a notification chimed on my phone, and I glanced down to see the class rep's message on the department platform. The calculus class had been rescheduled to start in two hours instead of the original twenty minutes. It was an unexpected turn of events, but I welcomed the additional time to prepare.With

Amidst our laughter, I felt a deep sense of gratitude for Sasha and Anthonia, who never failed to keep me in the loop, even during my absence. They were true friends, ensuring I felt included and part of the campus buzz.As our conversation continued, Sasha and Anthonia shared other fascinating stories from the biology department. From passionate debates on the latest scientific discoveries to exhilarating field trips that had everyone buzzing, the department seemed to have become a hub of excitement and camaraderie."We had the most exhilarating debate the other day!" Anthonia exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It was about the controversial theory of genetic mutations and its potential impact on evolution. The entire department was buzzing with energy!"She went on to describe how the students had split into teams, each passionately defending their stance on the topic. "The atmosphere was electric, Sandra! We presented our arguments, backed them up with scientific evide

"Great, that's good to hear," I replied, trying to keep my emotions in check. "I'm in class right now, though. Can I meet you all after it's over?"A moment passed before Victor replied, "We need to get going soon. Can you come out of the class to meet us? This investigation is critical, Sandra."I bit my lip, torn between my responsibilities as a student and my duty as a werewolf to protect and inquire. "I understand, Victor, but I can't leave right now. The calculus class is still ongoing."Victor's response was quick and to the point. "It's your call, but we need to move fast. Take an excuse, sneak out, just do something.""Victor you know how eager I am to join you guys with this investigation, please a little patience would do, it's just one class."After texting Victor, I received a quick reply from him. However, as I read his response, I noticed an angry emoji accompanying his message. My heart sank, and I realized that my own anxiety might have unintentionally come across as

VICTOR'S POVAs we approached the grand mansion, I couldn't help but be impressed by the exquisite interior. "Edmond, I must say, your mother's mansion is truly remarkable," I complimented, genuine admiration in my voice.Edmond smiled softly, leading me through the spacious hallways. "Thank you, Victor. My mother took great pride in creating a warm and inviting home," he replied, his voice tinged with sadness.As we entered a cozy sitting room, Edmond gestured for me to take a seat. "Please, make yourself comfortable," he offered.I settled into a plush armchair, taking in the ambiance of the room. It was adorned with elegant decor and family photographs, a testament to the love and memories shared within these walls. "Would you like some wine, Victor?" Edmond offered,Victor declined with a smile, "No, I'm fine." Edmond hesitated for a moment before speaking, his emotions evident. "I appreciate you coming to question me, but I can't help wondering why you find it important," he sai