All Chapters of Bullied By The Ruthless Alpha Devils: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHARLOTTEI laid on my back and stared at the ceiling.My thoughts and emotions were a mess, a jumbled-up mix of feelings I didn’t want to get into. I let one of my hands fall to my neck until my fingers brushed over my mark, over the smooth plane of healed skin, only disturbed slightly by its presence.I swallowed thickly as my thoughts started to quiet, all my focus was suddenly on where my hands were and what they were doing, it felt like an involuntary motion as I moved my fingers, but I didn’t stop myself from the silent exploration.My eyes darted over to the laptop sitting on my table, still unused.I couldn’t count how many times I just sat in front of it with the screen on, debating on whether or not I should lower my pride and just use it. My hand on my mark stilled when I heard footsteps approaching my door, then flew off my chest when my door was shoved open and Madeline strode in with armfuls of shopping bags. I frowned and parted my lips to ask where she’d been, but my

CHARLOTTE I stepped closer and eyed the books. They were all textbooks, textbooks and materials that fit into the course I was taking. What the…? My hands trailed over the spines. A few of them were books I couldn’t even find in the library. But here they were, sitting pretty on the shelf, brand new. And I had no idea how they got there. Or… did I? I didn’t know much about woodwork, or furniture. But as I studied the massive thing in front of me, I thought back to the pounding Taide had been using the bother the house the past week. He’d said he was building a… Shit. My mind went to the brief conversation I’d had with Madeline in the car a few days ago; Taide had asked about my major for some reason, and I guessed this was it. I was stunned. Stunned and confused. How was I meant to react to this? With relief because I just might be able to pass my midterms now? The selection of reading material was a valedictorian’s wet dream. Or… maybe I should be angry that Taide once aga

CHARLOTTE The moment I slipped into the kitchen, my gaze clashed with Taide’s. I saw him leaning against the counter with a troubled look on his face. His hands were folded across his chest and his fingers drummed against his bicep, his gaze was fixed on nothing in particular, but that didn’t make it any less intense. I briefly wondered if he truly was avoiding his father, but it was a fleeting thought that immediately became overridden by the urge to not be in the space with him, alone. His eyes finally moved away from that blank space and over to me, still as empty as they were a moment ago. I kept my shoulder straight, trying to not let it show that he intimidated me a lot more than he should. I expected him to look away after a while, but Taide’s stare held. I turned away and set the bags down on the table, struggling to ignore his eyes following my every move. I quickly left to get another bag while I braced myself to get ready for his undivided attention once more. I fi

CHARLOTTE“Charlotte!” Madeline screeched, charging towards me from a few feet away. “We’re finally done!”I smiled at my friend, and let her excitedly wrap her arms around me.Yeah yeah, we finally were done with our midterms and now spring break was just on the horizon.I patted her back gently and she quickly released me, she eagerly clasped my hands and loudly announced, “Spring break is here! Oh, Char, I’m so glad I ran into you. Guess who’s on his way to pick me up?”I was about to guess one of the triplets, but she answered her own question quickly, too excited to keep quiet for more than three seconds. “Sean!” She looped an arm through mine and pulled me away. “Oh! We’re going to have so much fun this spring break. We’ll drink, we’ll party, we’ll go to the beach, I’ll spend time with Sean… Sean!”Her eyes were locked on the sleek black car that pulled up in front of us, she yanked me over quickly and the windows rolled down as we got closer.My eyebrows rose in shock when I rec

CHARLOTTEMy thoughts still weren’t all in one place and the room seemed to be slightly tilted to the side, but even the buzz and warmth of alcohol couldn’t stop the feeling of fear and dread that filled my stomach at the sight of King Auric. I didn’t hear him come into the room, nor had I seen him when I first ran in and locked myself in the bathroom.Had he been here the entire time and I’d been so wasted that I missed him? The nausea that I’d been trying to shove down suddenly hit me with full force, and I stiffened in fear that I might throw up right on the King’s shoes. I didn’t know King Auric to be a cruel man.He hadn’t given me a reason to think so, either. But something about him, his cool, detached gaze and the intimidating energy that practically rolled off him in waves had me slinking into myself in fear. He studied me in that moment of silence, dressed in another one of his fitted suits with his arms folded over his chest. I silently prayed to the moon goddess that he