All Chapters of Bullied By The Ruthless Alpha Devils: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CHARLOTTEShocked as Vance was when I ran over and hugged him, I appreciated the fact that he just let me enjoy the moment, seemingly sinking into it himself. He didn’t pull away. He ran a gentle hand over my hair and hugged me tightly; it felt nice to be held so closely and so gently. It felt nice to be cared for, looked after.Everything about Vance was beyond nice, but there was no other word to describe it.“Thank you so much,” I said into his chest, his hand gently running up and down my back. “For today and just for everything in general.”“You don’t have to thank me,” and I could tell he meant that. But it still didn’t stop me from hugging him even tighter and burying my face in his neck.“I do,” I said. “This means a lot more to me than you’d ever know.”“You’re ready to leave?” he asked.“Definitely,” I replied. I felt a lot better than this morning too. After spending all that time with my sister, locked away in our little world, and with Vance’s kindness, all that crushing

CHARLOTTEAfter a few attempts at getting me to talk, Madeline carefully bundled up my sobbing form and gently led me inside.Thankfully, we didn’t run into anyone as she took me up to her room. She lowered me onto the bed, shut the door and slowly tried to calm me down so she could understand what was going on, but at the moment, I couldn’t bring myself to calm down.With every tear she wiped off my face, a new wave followed it, my fingers shook, my breathing came out in pants and it was only Madeline’s grip around me that kept me from just slipping away to the floor in that minute.“Charlotte,” Madeline sounded heartbroken seeing me this way, she muttered something under her breath and gently smoothed my hair. “Charlotte, what happened? Did Vance say something? If he did I’ll-”“No,” I pulled away from her briefly so I could explain, my hands flew to my face and I tried to wipe my tears and steady myself, but the tears wouldn’t stop, the pain in my heart didn’t stop and the sobbing

CHARLOTTETaide rolled off his back, pushing up to his hands and knees as he stared at the ground.He shook his head back and forth in a repetitive motion before another bloodied grin took over his features. “I gotta say, I’ve missed you, man.”I was puzzled by what he meant, but Mads just scoffed at her brothers, clearly irritated by the show they were putting on.Taide jumped to his feet and moved so he and Caeson were toe to toe, staring each other down with inscrutable expressions on their faces. I held my breath, waiting for one of them to take a swing at the other, but before they could, they were shoved apart by the other person who shared their face.“What the hell is going on in this house?” Reigh asked.Taide smirked and tilted his head towards me. “Why don’t you ask her?”That would have been enough to set me off and attack him again, but Madeline was still holding me.“Enough!” Mads said. “We need to set some fucking rules in this house.”“And we need to have a meeting to

CHARLOTTE I sat in the library, my notes spread out in front of me, but my mind was somewhere else. I had been trying to study for midterms, but something felt off. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe it was everything that was going on with Vance, or maybe I just missed my sister even more after I’d gone to see her. Either way, I couldn’t focus. The library was quiet, the soft rustling of pages and the distant hum of computers creating a peaceful background. I had come here to study because I didn’t have any textbooks at home. Setting up camp in the library would be my best bet if I’m going to have a chance at midterms, but even here, I couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling. After staring blankly at the same page for what felt like an eternity, I looked up and glanced around the room. The familiar rows of bookshelves stood tall, their contents neatly organized, and the large windows let in the soft, afternoon light. My gaze drifted toward the window in front of me, and th

CHARLOTTEMadeline wasn’t home… again.My fingers flew over the screen of my phone idly. The sun was barely out, the scent of coffee brewing hung in the air, and the house was silent. These were moments of the day I usually enjoyed, but lately, with Madeline’s new schedule of sneaking out in the early hours and returning late at night, I found myself unable to relax.I considered texting her, but I knew there was no point. She was always incredibly vague about where she was disappearing to, muttering something or other before vanishing. But that was only after thoroughly pressing me to reassure her that I’d be fine in her absence.I sighed under my breath and dropped my phone, unable to even focus on mindlessly scrolling through social media. I’d considered that Mads had a misplaced sense of guilt over her brothers’ actions, which had only intensified after the incident at the party. Something about the way she was constantly apologizing and trying to make up for their actions, even w