My Alphas' Dark Desires-Chapter 99: Kieran In School

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Chapter 99

~Valerie’s POV~

Astra’s breath caught. "Val..."

I shook my head. "I don’t know who’s behind this. But whoever it is knew how to use me as bait in a coded trap. That’s not some petty prank. That’s premeditated."

"But..."

I cut in, ignoring her words. "Also, if I wrongfully expose my secret to somebody I cannot fully trust and it is used against me, would you then be glad to see me in danger?"

I felt Astra’s aura shift into something warmer.

"Then don’t trust anyone," she says softly. "Except yourself. And maybe... me."

I nod once, barely.

Later that night, long after the halls go quiet and the moon hangs low behind a curtain of clouds, I stared at my phone.

There were no new messages from Solstice. My mind was tired and I needed rest. Slowly, I close my eyes and let slip take me away.

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~Kieran’s POV~

The school was loud, much too loud for my liking.

People talked too much, laughed too much. Moved like they had something to prove—puffed chests, loud steps, fake confidence dressed in expensive uniforms.

Prestige Supernatural Academy.

Prestige. The irony made me smile as I stepped through the grand front gate, Lucie gliding just behind me like the shadow she’d trained herself to be.

I didn’t need an escort, but I let her come anyway because my parents wouldn’t be okay otherwise. People stared more when she was at my side, and I liked being stared at.

The marble courtyard sparkled under the morning sun, voices echoing off glass and stone. I could already hear the whispers starting.

"That’s him—"

"Killian’s heir—"

"He’s even prettier in person—"

"And colder too..."

I didn’t slow my pace.

Lucie kept up effortlessly, her hands folded neatly in front of her, eyes scanning everything with calculated disinterest. She didn’t speak unless I needed her to.

We were alike that way.

A familiar hum of boredom pressed against the back of my mind. The school looked exactly as I’d expected—perfectly clean, overly formal, steeped in tradition and empty pageantry. I was supposed to care. I didn’t.

Until I saw her.

She wasn’t the first face I saw—but the moment my eyes found her, I stopped listening to anything else.

She was standing in the mid-courtyard. She didn’t see me yet.

Her hair was like wild firelight, her shoulders squared, and her posture guarded like someone who had been hunted before and knew how to hide the scars.

Her uniform clung to a body built for movement, not display. She moved with silent power, unaware of the effect she had just by existing.

Valerie.

I knew her name before I saw her.

The holo-image hadn’t done her justice.

She looked fiercer now. Tired, like she hadn’t slept well in days. But it made her more real. More human and overly dangerous.

"Is that her?" I murmured, not taking my eyes off her.

Lucie’s voice was a shade colder than usual. "Yes. Valerie Nightshade."

I smirked. "Lovely. Finally, someone worth watching."

"She’s complicated," Lucie said tightly.

"Isn’t that the point?" I tilted my head, watching Valerie move away from two boys trying to get her attention.

She didn’t look at either of them.

"Good girl." I mentally noted, but as if Lucie could read my mind, she spoke up.

"She’s taken," Lucie added.

I turned to her slowly, just enough to meet her eyes. "Taken?"

Lucie hesitated. "There’s a rumour that the Alpha Princes are chasing after her."

"Are they mates?"

"I have no idea, but what do you think, or why would your cousin be interested in her if that is not the case? Several mates or not, the rumours—"

"Lucie," I said gently. "You know I don’t care who she ’belongs’ to."

Lucie didn’t respond and only lowered her head in apology before looking at me.

So I gave her that look—the one I knew made people uncomfortable because it always came with truth.

"She’s mine now," I said simply. "I want her. I believe she would relieve my boredom."

Lucie sealed her lips, nodded once. But she couldn’t hide it from me. That flicker in her eyes. That same jealousy and sadness from that day returned.

I didn’t address it. I never did, because we had an agreement—one I didn’t plan on breaking unless she made me.

As we stepped further onto campus grounds, the atmosphere changed. The students parted like waves, instinct recognising hierarchy even before I opened my mouth.

Some greeted me, and most just stared. But I didn’t look at them, I only looked at her because Valerie had finally turned her head.

And her eyes met mine.

And in that instant—barely three seconds long—I felt it. It wasn’t like any mate bond they described, nor was it magic. Just a pull that told me she was going to be mine.

Interesting.

Valerie Nightshade didn’t blush nor spare me a simple smile. Rather stared me straight in the eyes, studying me.

And I smiled, just slightly, just enough to make her wonder what I was thinking but al most instantly, she looked away liek I wasn’t worth her time and walked away keeping ehr head high.

Right then and there, I knew I had finally found that thrill that would make me happy.

A sadistic smirk spread across my lips as I watched her go—the kind that most people called maniacal, but who cared.

"Hehhe... Find me all of her schedules. I want mine to tally with hers."

"But Alpha, what if your line of study isn’t aligning?"

I paused, my anger rising and bubbling within me. "And when have studying for all sixteen or fifteen subjects while taking on a professional gaming career ever been a problem to me?"

Lucie shuddered at my tone. "Next time, make no mistake in thinking I am no match for anything, because if I, Kierian Killian, put my mind to something, I get it done, and Valerie Nightshade is no exception. No matter what comes my way, she will be mine."

"As you wish."

In order to calm my nerves, I wanted to leave here and go somewhere where I could rest my head, when suddenly a soft voice laced with a sharp, dark tone spoke behind me.

"So, I see even the new Alpha is mesmerised by Valerie. What a waste."

My brows twitched. Had she come here to insult my Valerie?

I turned around swiftly, ready to speak, when my eyes landed on the golden crown on her head, swaying before my eyes.

Magic. Not just any but Fae magic. Fae Princess.

My smirk brightened, and judging by her brief reaction, I knew I had succeeded in deceiving her.

"You know, little girl, what would be considered a waste would be you breathing the same air as Valerie Nightshade and sharing the space she can move in."

Titania scoffed in disbelief, and one of the girls beside her balled her fingers into tiny fists by her side.

"Apologise. Do you know who you are speaking rudely to?"

I scoffed a little, taking a step forward to meet them. "Oh, but I do," I said, letting my eyes fall on Titania.

"Only a fae princess would do something as silly as wearing her crown and masking it with fae magic, instead of simply not wearing it." My gaze darted slowly to the side where her wannabe friend stood. "Someone with such thinking, don’t you think she is a waste to exist, huh, royal flea bag?"