All Chapters of Alphas’ Little Brat: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Julian’s POVI got a call from Karyna’s friend, and I was able to learn that she was conscious now. Despite how I felt on the inside, after knowing that she was engaged to another man, I was glad that she was alive and safe.I wanted to go to her immediately, but Sophia refused, saying that the situation was not nice to show up. My mind flashed back to her parents, and how cold and hostile they were. But I didn't care about all that. I didn't later leave for her father’s house to confront her because I was in bad shape myself. Drunk, angry, and heartbroken. No matter how desperate I was, I couldn't go see her like this. I didn't want her to see me in this state. To know that she was the cause.That she has held me so tight on the heartstrings, tugging and pulling through like a loyal puppy.So I stayed in the club where we first met, nursing my…seventh…tenth glass? I wasn’t sure. I had lost count already. Even the bartender was looking at me funny, but I ignored him.The music blaste

Karyna’s POVI was still asleep when a heavy knock echoed against my door, jolting me awake. I sat up with a groan, rubbing at my eyes and my aching head.My father's voice, cold and commanding, rang in my ears, and with a brief sweep of my surroundings, I was sourly reminded that I was back in his house, much to my displeasure.That alone made me want to bury myself back under the covers and go back to sleep. At least in my dreams, I wouldn't have to deal with all of this bullshit.“Are you fucking your professor?” He asked the moment he barged into my room, the veins on his face becoming more prominent by the minute, I thought he might explode.“So what?” I returned angrily, rolling my eyes in annoyance. I didn’t bother trying to be polite anymore. From the moment he threw me out, he ceased to be my father. I was hellbent on frustrating him until he sent me out of his house again. The expression on my face must have told him my intention because he threw my phone at me, causing me

Karyna's POV“I'm claiming you,” I breathed into the phone. “You can't ever cum inside any other girl,” The intensity of my voice matched the fire that burned within me, a primal need to make him mine completely. “I have never cum in any girl except you, baby,” he replied, and I smiled, staring at the picture I sent him. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. And I could tell that it was the same for him.The way he lost control, growling and fucking me deep, was something he had never done before. I almost thought he imprinted the shape of his cock inside of me.I felt a surge of happiness as our relationship seemed to fall back into place. In that moment, it felt like nothing could stand in the way of us getting closer to each other.But then reality crashed in, a heavy weight settling in the pit of my stomach. I was abruptly reminded of the looming obstacle that threatened to tear us apart. My father, with his unwavering determination to marry me off to a man I

Henri’s POVI sighed, leaning against the sink and looking up at my reflection through the mirror. I looked like a mess. I looked tired. No, I felt tired. Water droplets cascaded from my face, splashing against the sink as I leaned heavily against it. My reflection stared back at me from the foggy mirror, a tired and worn-out version of myself. With a heavy heart, I realized how much I had trailed off the path of decency. The person staring back at me was a shadow of who I used to be. Overall, for the first time in 14 years, I was depressed again.I’ve been thinking about Karyna a lot. I grew depressed with every passing second that she was not here with me. It was hard not to, especially being in an empty, large house that we were once the only ones residing in.It was tough, but I preferred the solitude. I mean, it was way better than having Julian back here, glaring at me with disappointment in his eyes.I cleaned my face with a towel and stepped out of the bathroom, still feeli

Julian’s POVThe sound of Karyna’s father banging against the door echoed through the room, agitating me to the point that I almost yelled back at him.“Karyna, open the door, you bitch!” He growled, making me twitch with anger. She noticed this, and placed her hand on mine, in an attempt to calm me down. “Your father is such a prick.” I seethe in anger. I wanted nothing more than to rip open the door with my bare hands and shove the pieces of wood into his loud mouth for calling my woman a bitch. “It’s okay, Jules,” she whispered, turning my head to look at her. My eyes softened as soon they met hers, losing the murderous intent that lay there. “I know he may be annoying sometimes. But I want you to do me a favor for me. Please hide under the bed, until he’s gone, okay?”She pleaded with her gaze, and I nodded, complying immediately. I also didn't want to meet the man like this because I might punch his face and lose all the right to be with my love. I grabbed my clothes and slippe