All Chapters of The Alpha's Bullied Mate: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Lilac's P.O.V: 4 Years Later: My back slammed against the wall hard enough to make my bones rattle, but before I could recover from the shock of it, one of the girls grabbed onto my hair and yanked my head back so that I was looking directly into her pale green eyes. "Listen little fucker!" Serena Stonewater spat at me, her perfectly manicured razor nails digging into my scalp to cause me even more pain. "You think we're going to tolerate you and your shenanigans just because the Beta shows you pity? You're nothing but a little rat that got thrown out into the gutters by her own family." A growl threatened to escape my lips but I clenched my jaws together, refusing to give Serena or any of her slut-squad the satisfaction of seeing me rattled. "Whoa…" Another one of her squad-mates, Aisha Smith gave a surprised laugh as she pointed her manicured fingers at me. "Look at her face. If looks could kill, bitch would have turned

Lilac's P.O.V "I hate this," Dani huffed, sitting next to me as she shuffled through the pages of her own assignment. "What is wrong with Serena and her slut squad!" "I dare you to call them that at their faces." I told her, stretching my arms above my head to take a break from writing the same things twice. "You know I can't," Dani gave me a puppy-eyed look. "I'll be scared to death and probably pass out before I could even approach them." "Good, you don't have to worry, I'm done." I showed her the finished assignment. "Already?" Dani's big brown eyes got even bigger as she stared at the papers and then back up at me. "Did you stay up all night for this?" "Nope." I shook my head, giving her a grin. "I had a backup plan, one that I had been using for years without her noticing." "Okay…spill." Dani folded her arms across her chest as we

Lilac's P.O.V I entered class exactly a minute before the teacher did. Watching Serena and her goon's panicked expression as they shuffled through their books last minute, trying to figure out what even to write…? Best. Damn. Thing. Ever. The four of them, Serena, Aisha, and the terrible twins with an even more terrible choice of names given to them by their parents…Tiffany and Brittany, looked up from all the books scattered on their tables, panic prevalent in their faces and saw me walk in. The change of emotions was instantaneous. However, it was clear that not every one of them felt the same way towards me. While the other three girls looked relieved enough to pass out, Serena scrunched up the papers in her hand, a low growl escaping her lips as I saw her claws lengthen in her fingers. I shook my head and headed straight to my seat at the back of the class, pulling the earphones out of my ears so I could listen to the sound of their teeth grinding in a

Lilac's P.O.V "Are you feeling okay?" Liam looked up from his phone to look me up and down, his green eyes narrowing in on my pale face as I tried to lower my head to hide it. "You seem a little…off." "I don't know," I gave him a shrug. "This will be my first time falling off the stairs backwards." "Right." He put his phone back inside his pocket. "About that…I reported Serena to the Principal's office. I think they can't deny it after they look at CCTV, but I thought one complaint might make a difference." "You reported her?" I frowned. "Why?" "Why…shouldn't I?" Liam gave me a weird look. "She waited for you to come out of the teacher's room for nearly ten minutes and only when you were near the stairs did she suddenly loose her balance? That too taking you down in the process while she still stood on firm ground? That's not normal behavior." I stoppe

Lilac's P.O.V White shirt. Black pants. Black Apron. The most boring dress to wear at a million dollar party. But then again, I wasn't invited as a guest, was I? I was a mere server, grouped in with all the others at the Soup House to serve here at Krimson's lavish party while people came in one by one in glamorous tuxedos and bedazzled gowns, jewelry I've only dreamed of wearing before and shoes that could literally kill. While I stood behind the snacks counter, serving the guests and refilling the empty plates of condiments, one thing came to mind the most…why was I even here? Alpha Krimson had asked for the younger staff at the Soup House to be servers tonight for some extra cash. The only two younger staff were Hoji and Kaleb, both around twenty three year old men who just graduated college and are waiting to get appointed to their jobs. Well, Hoji is waiting on his appointment letter, but Kaleb is still trying to figure out what to do. But that