All Chapters of Claimed by My Bully Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aurora’s P.O.VThe closing time of the diner was my favorite time at work. It’s when the hustle and bustle of the diner finally slowed to a stop. It was usually quiet and peaceful. Whenever I cleared the tables and cleaned the floors, my mind went quiet and my body worked on autopilot.It may not sound like the greatest experience to some, but to me it allowed me to finally relax. I didn’t have a lot of opportunities to rest at home because I was always worried about when my father would show up; as well as at school, because of the bullies, so this short time of quiet gave me the opportunity to let my guard down and release some of my tension even for just a few minutes.As I brought the dishes to the sink where another worker was on dish-washing duty and finishing up the last of the plates, Jeremy came out of his office, craning his neck around. It seemed that he was looking for me, because as soon as he spotted me leaving the kitchen, he said, “You. Take the trash out before you fo

Aurora’s P.O.VRiley and I talked about all kinds of stuff on our way home. If anyone saw us on the road, they would think we were just having an animated discussion, but for me, keeping him occupied and talking was a kind of defence mechanism I used when we were out in the streets at night, way past our bed time.If someone with ill intensions saw us from afar, or heard our voices first, they would think there were several people around us, so no one would dare to approach. And if something did happen, we could always try and run. However, I was glad that we hadn't encountered any dangerous situations yet.At our final stretch home, my immediate instinct was to scan the surroundings for any signs that my father was home. Because when he was, the lights would be turned on and the front door would be wide open. Elated would be an understatement for what I felt, when I finally realized that the door was still locked and the lights were still turned off.So we quickly made our way to the

Aurora’s P.O.VMonday morning passed by like a breeze. I went from class to class without getting into any trouble and actually found myself paying more attention in class that I usually did.This morning, just before coming to school, I had to pay my entire salary on electricity bills and thankfully, with the tips that I had gotten at work, Riley and I had managed to secure some nice grocery to last us the entire week. If Jeremy kept on giving me leftovers at least three to four days this week, then I was sure that the next week would be smooth sailing until my next paycheck.Surprisingly, I was feeling a lot better today, my only hope had been that the rest of the day would pass by the same, without any problems or complaints from my teachers…but I guess the universe didn’t want me to enjoy one single day in peace.“Aurora, solve this problem.” Mr. Hemming called out to me at the end of class, five minutes before the bell rang.Startled, I looked around the room, feeling like everyo

Caleb’s P.O.VFor a split second, the shock of what I just witnessed had me frozen on the spot…until my wolf came to roaring life.“You son of a bitch!” A growl tore through me, my voice sounding raspier than it would in my human form and then I ran towards the two of them and ripped the leech off of Aurora with my fingers around his neck.Aurora scrambled away immediately and I used that opportunity to haul that leech up off the floor with my fingers tightening around his neck.Mr. Hemming tried to pry my hand off of his neck, but I tossed him aside onto the floor the very next moment, the satisfying thud followed by the sound of bones rattling had me wanting to grin at his misery.However, the leech was resilient for his own good. The instant he hit the ground, he scrambled on to his hands and knees and crawled out of the classroom, before breaking into a run as soon as he was back on his feet.I grit my teeth, wanting to follow him, to bash in his skull…but then I remembered that A

Aurora’s P.O.VThat night, after another gruelling day at work and receiving yet another scolding from Jeremy about bringing my brother to work, I scrubbed myself clean in the bathroom, over and over again.But no matter how many times I cleaned myself, I could still feel that man’s touch…it felt like thousands of bugs were crawling all over my skin, making me want to cry out in pain.How did I not see this coming? After the way he had cornered me the first time last week? I may not have known the reason behind his actions but his intensions had been clean even then. Why had I thought that ducking my head and just leaving it as it was would help me find a solution?Maybe I had expected him to simply give up and start minding his own business, but clearly, that had been a mistake as well. Because staying quiet and ducking down hadn’t been a solution. If anything, Mr. Hemming had thought of it as an encouragement that he could go further. I had encouraged him…hadn’t I?Had I brought thi