Mated to the Possessive Alpha Brothers

the university, her eyes scanning everything around her. Ther

lenge in her harsh life. Students strolled through the hallways, chatting cheerfully; some laughed while ot

ck. From a distance, she appeared invisible, but she felt the

lpha..." she overheard some girls whisperin

meant nothing to her. True, her father had abandoned her and his pack, but at l

ng the hurtful glances and harsh whispers that followed her wherever she we

th eyes filled with contempt and mockery. They knew her story, or at least they had heard th

hat weakness would not be forgiven here. She took slow steps, h

ir social status. The girl, with her green eyes filled with malice, spoke sharply,

ension, but she didn't back down; she knew she was protected. The three boys beside her wer

lanning to run away like your father did?" one of

e was looking for a reaction from her, but she remained still. She was in co

be the center of attention. Yet, it was hard t

someone. The impact, though unintentional, was enough to draw attentio

scles were distinctly defined beneath his white school shirt, part of the uniform. His dark brown hair fe

he said in a calm yet deep v

meet his piercing blue

she replied, her tone stiff, expecti

egard her with curiosity. "You're the new girl

, but his gaze held her

everyone," he remarked with a slight s

not to engage, she said, "I'm not here to be part

y, as if contemplating her wor

." She interrupted firmly, tr

contrary, his smile widened. "Well, I'll find out

conversing with him. Turning away, she cont

appeared accustomed to girls who would engage him immediately or, at the very l

one of his f

, which surprised her. Why would he care about someone like her? To

umed her walk toward the classroom. She felt his s

eryone. She didn't want to draw any more attention than she already had

sper. But she had no time to dwell on their feelings or opinions. She was there for a spe

than she had anticipated. She was ready for a challenge, but she wasn't prepared for the intensity of hostile stares and the incessant bullyi

er contempt nor mockery but a curious intrigue, as if she represented something he couldn't f

ersations and laughter, she realized she was the only one sitting in silenc