All Chapters of Bullied By My Alpha Twins: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE ALEX DAVALO Never underestimate the weak!Lara had called me that evening, her voice bubbling with excitement. “Hey, Alex! Can you do me a favor?” she asked, almost a little too eagerly.I tried to hide my sigh. “Depends on what it is. You know I’m busy with helping out with the pack, right?”“Oh, come on! This is important!” she said, the urgency in her voice catching my attention. “I need your help to convince Sandro to go with me to the inter-college basketball competition in Oklahoma. Please?”I shook my head, running a hand through my hair. “Lara, you know how tough Sandro is when his mind is made up about something. It’s like trying to move a mountain.”“But he listens to you! You’re his brother! Just talk to him, okay?” she pleaded. The desperation in her tone was hard to ignore. I let out a soft chuckle. “Fine, but it’s going to be a tough sell. You should already know he doesn’t like watching basketball.”There was a brief pause

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE ALEX DAVALO If looks could kill!"Where have you been? What took you so long?" Bethany bombarded me with questions as soon as I returned to the group. She stood there with her hands on her hips, a frown creasing her forehead, and suspicion lit her eyes like a detective questioning a suspect. “I told you I needed to use the restroom,” I reminded her, trying to keep my voice steady. “But you took longer than necessary,” she replied, tilting her head slightly and narrowing her gaze in a way that made me feel like I was being scrutinized under a microscope.“Yeah, what were you doing in there? Putting to bed?” Lara asked casually, the hint of a smirk playing on her lips.“I guess,” I replied, a wry smile on my face.From the way Sandro looked at me, I could tell he didn’t believe me either. His eyes narrowed slightly, suspicion flickering behind them. I knew this wasn’t going to be the last of this matter. The weight of the u

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE NADIAI had just stepped out of the bathroom, still dripping wet from the shower, when my phone started ringing. Oh, how my heart skipped a beat! I thought it might be the stranger I was supposed to go on a date with tonight. With a mix of excitement and anticipation, I hastily made my way towards my ringing phone, not even stopping to put on any clothes. I mean, who needs clothes when you're about to have a romantic conversation, right? But let me tell you, my excitement was instantly crushed when I saw that it was Phil calling.Angry and frustrated, I debated whether to answer or just ignore the call altogether. I mean, let him feel the sting of my anger, right? But no, he was persistent and kept on calling. Like, seriously dude? Fine, I reluctantly picked up the call, my voice seething with anger. "What do you want!?" I practically screamed, possibly causing a small earthquake in my room.Phil, sounding surprised, asked me if I was up

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN ALEX DAVALO Death: When it comes, it gives no shit about who you are… wolf or human!I had barely woken up when my phone rang, almost making me jolt up. Groggily, I picked up my phone and checked who it was, ready to vent my anger on the person for waking me up so early. Unfortunately for me, it was my father. My heart raced a little—this was surprising. He never called that early, except on the very few occasions he either wanted me to take a walk with him or he had something very important and private to discuss with me.I rubbed my eyes and reluctantly answered the call. “Dad?” I mumbled, trying to mask my irritation. “Alex, come downstairs immediately,” my father instructed, his voice leaving no room for argument before he hung up abruptly.Feeling a knot tighten in my stomach, I quickly dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants, appropriate for the early morning chill. As I slipped on my sneakers, I wanted to stop by Sandro's room, but I hesita

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE ALEX DAVALO Another pack of wolves!The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the quiet town. I could feel the emotions swirling inside me, a tempest brewing that threatened to spill over. My mother's sickness was making me sick. I felt helpless, like a tethered wolf trapped in a cage, powerless to protect what mattered most to me. As I stood in my room that night, I knew I needed to escape—to let the wildness inside me take over, even if just for a while.With a deep breath, I focused all my energy inward. It started with a tingling sensation in my limbs, a warmth that spread through my body. It was a transforming time. I let my instincts take over, bones shifting and stretching while fur began to sprout all over. I could feel every muscle morphing, reshaping into something powerful and fierce. Moments later, I was standing on all fours, my new wolf form taking in the world with sharper senses, heightened instincts,