The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 132

RONAN

I knew I’d messed up but I hadn’t expected to fuck things up this badly. Seraphina didn’t just avoid me, she ghosted me like I never existed. She’d switch directions the second she spotted me coming, vacate any space I was already in, and if we happened to be stuck in the same place, like the training grounds where walking away wasn’t an option, she’d treat me like I was invisible.

After what I saw between her and Finn, his fingers brushing her lips, the way he smiled at her with that cocky charm, I’d barely kept from tearing the whole place apart. The way he looked at her, talked to her; it was obvious, Finn was more than interested in Seraphina. And what was worse? She hadn’t pushed him away. She let him touch her. Comfortable. Familiar. Like I’d never existed at all.

Calming down after seeing them like that? Was fucking impossible. But I swallowed it, locked it in a cage, because I didn’t want to blow it any further. Not after how I’d already snapped the night she came back smelling like Ryker’s rut. She told me not to say her name, and ever since then, I’d been completely shut out. She’d fall asleep before I returned to the dorm, leave before I woke up, and always place herself at the front row if I was at the back during drills.

What really made me realize just how badly I’d destroyed everything was when she stood up and walked out of the cafeteria the exact moment I sat beside her.

“She hates us!” Varkas snarled in my mind as she disappeared through the door. My fist slammed down on the table, rattling plates, knocking food to the floor. The entire room tensed. I didn’t care. I, Alpha Ronan Volkstone, the one who never gave a damn about she–wolves, was losing his mind over one. The reason? Him. Ryker.

That bastard. I shifted my gaze and locked onto Ryker lounging five tables away, legs up, relaxed, smug. He had been there the entire time she ate, watching her like a predator stalking prey, biting that damn apple in slow motion like it was some fucking love scene. And now? He tossed the last piece in his mouth as if he had claimed his prize. The worst part? I had this gut–deep feeling Ryker knew that she wasn’t a man. A woman.

I didn’t touch my food. I got up. And just like that, so did he. We moved, about to cross paths, until we both stopped. Shoulder to shoulder. Breath to breath.

“Did you think sending him to me covered in the scent of your rut would make him yours?” I growled low.

He didn’t flinch. Instead, he shoved his hands into his pockets and murmured with a maddening calm, “Ever heard of destiny? That place you end up because it was designed, that person you were always meant to meet?” He looked right at me then, his voice like ice. “I’m that destiny. The one he’s fated to crash into, no matter how far he tries to run,” his eyes bled into his wolf’s, burning with possessive certainty.

Destiny? Did this fucker seriously just suggest that no matter where Seraphina went, she’d always end up in his rut room? That they were meant to collide?

A furious smile curled across my lips. “Destiny?” I scoffed. “I don’t believe in fairy tales. I don’t give two shits about them. But what I do believe in is this, I rip apart anything standing between me and what’s mine. I’ll tear down walls, burn kingdoms, and devour the fucking stars if that’s what it takes to take back what belongs to me. This so–called destiny doesn’t amuse me. I’ll crush it.”

Ryker’s eyes darkened with amusement. “Funny,” he said quietly, “So funny I almost laughed.” He took one step closer, his wolf flaring, pushing into mine like a challenge. “But maybe I can’t laugh….because for the first time in years, someone’s trying to gnatch what’s mine. And now? This chase just got fun.”

The moment his wolf’s aura shoved into mine, Varkas nearly lost control. He was clawing at me, snarling to break free and rip Ryker’s throat out. Ryker’s wolf was doing the same. We were seconds from going full beast in the middle of the fucking cafeteria when Alpha Hugo’s voice cracked through the air.

“What’s going on

nere?”

He stormed toward us, his presence making the rest of the Alphas at the tables stiffen in excitement.

Chapter 132 Confrontation

“I trust everything is….perfectly fine between you two, Alpha Ryker and Alpha Ronan?” he asked, his tone heavy with warning.

Ryker and I pulled away at the same time, both straightening like nothing had happened. “Yes,” I said flatly, and we passed each other without another word.

Though my fists were still clenched. What had I just felt? It was the first time I had an interaction with Ryker and for some reason I felt as if Dante was standing in front of me. More like a darker version of Dante. Eviler and stronger. But at the same time he did not seem like Dante.

The Dante I knew was the polar opposite of Ryker. Dante would act before thinking and Ryker was the person who made every move with calculated ease.

Other than his full name there was no information about him and it made him even more unsettling. Especially when I had just become a hundred percent sure that he was after Seraphina.

He called himself her DESTINY!

I stormed into my dorm room, rage buzzing beneath my skin, and walked straight to the window. Mind–linking Mace, I asked, “Did you find the map yet?”

“Not yet, Alpha. All the records show a standard Academy layout.”

“Then break into the royal library or hack the fucking Council’s archive if you have to. I want that goddamn map. Now! I’m running out of time.”

I cut the link and narrowed my eyes out the window, only to freeze.

There she was, Seraphina.

Asher was beside her as they talked, laughed and he even plucked something for her from a tree.

Asher, usually awkward around the people other than his friends, was now looking at her like he was under some damn spell.

The leaderboard was updated three days after we returned from the Nightshade Alley. I didn’t dare risk my lunch for it, if I didn’t eat first those assholes would steal my share. So, only after I’d completely filled my stomach did I make my way to the Grand Hall.

smiled back automatically, letting him guide me through the crowd. No one dared to block his path. Still, deep inside, my heart thudded even harder because I realized something ridiculous. I’d been expecting Ronan.

“Oh? What is it?” I asked curiously, gently slipping my hand from Asher’s grasp causally before anyone noticed. I had enough ugly rumors swirling around, I could thank Reed and Cassius for that.

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