All Chapters of Student of the Alpha Princes: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Lyla POV:Sitting alone in the tranquil courtyard, my fingers traced the contours of the leaves, feeling their coolness against my skin. The gentle rustling of the trees in the breeze was soothing, but it did little to calm the storm raging within me. Despite the days that had passed since my return to the palace, a sense of disconnection clung to me, refusing to let go.My time here had been filled with warmth and acceptance. Cameron and Samuel's parents had welcomed me with open arms, enveloping me in a love that was both comforting and genuine. Alana and I had caught up on everything, sharing laughter and tears in equal measure. Even my brothers had been a constant presence, their familiar banter bringing a semblance of normalcy.But beneath the surface of these comforting interactions, there was an underlying ache, an absence where the bond with Cameron and Samuel should have been. I felt their love, their concern, yet the deeper connection that defined mates was conspicuously abs

Lyla POV:Tears blurred my vision as I sat alone, staring at the mirror. The mark on my neck, a cruel reminder of Noah's betrayal, seemed to throb with a life of its own. It was a scar not just on my skin but on my soul, an ugly token of a bond that was never meant to be."Why me?" I whispered to my reflection, a mix of anger and sorrow choking my words.I should have been celebrating my newfound connection with Cameron and Samuel, but instead, I was here, nursing a wound that felt like a betrayal to them and to myself.The door creaked open, and in the mirror's reflection, I saw Cameron and Samuel step in. Their eyes, full of concern, met mine in the mirror. Despite the pain, their presence was a balm to my troubled heart."Hey, sweetheart," Samuel said softly, his voice a soothing melody in the tense air.I turned to face them, trying to mask my tears, but it was futile. Cameron approached and gently cupped my face in his hands, his touch tender and filled with unspoken promises of

Lyla POV:I opened my eyes slowly, my vision blurring into focus. The room I found myself in was nothing short of grandiose, with high ceilings adorned with intricate designs and a bed that could easily fit five people. The luxurious sheets felt soft against my skin, a stark contrast to the harshness of the ritual I had just endured.For a moment, I lay there, trying to piece together the fragments of my memory. My wolf, now calm and content, howled softly in my head, a clear call for our mates. It was a call that resonated deep within me, filling me with warmth and longing.As I turned my head, my gaze fell upon Samuel and Cameron, standing at the corner of the room. They were watching me, their eyes brimming with such love and adoration that it made my heart swell and ache at the same time. Their presence was like a soothing balm, easing the remnants of pain that lingered in my body."Hey," I whispered, my voice hoarse from the ordeal."Hey, love," Cameron replied, his voice gentle

Cameron POV:As I gazed down at Lyla, wrapped delicately in the blankets, a surge of emotions swept over me. The sight of the silvery marks on her neck, one from Samuel and one from me, filled me with an indescribable sense of pride and love. They were more than just marks; they were symbols of our unbreakable bond, a testament to the journey we had embarked on together.I leaned down, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. She stirred slightly, a soft smile playing on her lips. Her peaceful expression in sleep reminded me of how much we had been through and how much she meant to both Samuel and me."Samuel," I whispered, nudging my brother gently. "It's time. We need to meet with the informant from Vampriya."Samuel groaned slightly, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. His gaze lingered on Lyla for a moment, filled with the same love and admiration I felt."We need to get going," I said, my voice low but firm. "There's still so much we need to uncover."Samuel nodded, and we both quietly

Lyla POV:I woke up to the first light of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the grand room. Memories of the night before, entwined with Cameron and Samuel, flooded my mind, sending a warm flush through me. The intensity, the love, the unspoken promises we shared – it all felt like a beautiful dream.But as I stretched languidly, the other side of the bed was cold, empty. A twinge of disappointment nudged at me. Where could they be so early in the morning?Just then, the door opened, and both Cameron and Samuel walked in, their presence filling the room with an electrifying energy. My heart skipped a beat as they approached the bed, each wearing an expression that was a mix of tenderness and something more serious, more intense.Cameron leaned in first, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding. The familiar scent of cedarwood and pine engulfed me, grounding me in the moment. His kiss was a reminder of the passion we shared, a prom