Claimed by My Bully Alpha (by Anna Kendra) novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Aurora’s POV

A stillness settled, thick and suffocating. I could hear my own breathing, shallow and uneven.

“Come here,” Mr. Hemming said, his tone now completely different–no longer the authoritative instructor but something else. Something worse.

My feet refused to move. I clutched the strap of my backpack, my fingers curling tightly around it as if it were my only lifeline.

“Aurora,” he repeated, softer this time, but it sent an ice–cold shiver down my spine.

I forced myself to take one step forward. Then another. My instincts screamed at me to run, to bolt out of the room, but my body wouldn’t listen. I was trapped, caught in a nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from.

Mr. Hemming walked around his desk, closing the distance between us. ‘You’re struggling in my class, he murmured, his voice carrying a false kindness that made my stomach twist in knots. I just want to help.”

I didn’t believe him. Not for a second. My mouth felt dry, my voice lodged somewhere in my throat.

“You don’t have to be so nervous, he continued, stepping closer. Too close. I could feel the heat of his presence, the way his shadow loomed over me. I don’t bite. I only want to help you, Aurora. After all…you’re all alone, with no one beside you. Unsupervised…”

A cold sweat broke out on my skin. Every nerve in my body was screaming for me to do something, anything. The door was behind him. The windows were too high. My nails dug into my palm as I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze.

“I–I should go,” I stammered, taking a shaky step back.

But his hand shot out, gripping my wrist, his fingers curling around it like a vice. My breath hitched. My heart slammed against my ribs.

‘Not yet,” he said, smiling now, but it wasn’t kind. It was something else entirely.

I had always known that the world was cruel, but I never imagined I would be caught in such a nightmare. My heart pounded against my ribcage as I stood frozen in front of Mr. Hemming, the man I thought was a decent human being. His beady eyes gleamed with a sinister light, his lips curling into a smirk that made my stomach churn with unease.

“You look just like your mother,” he murmured, his fingers tapping against the wooden desk between us. “She was a beauty too, wasn’t she?”

I swallowed hard, my mind racing. “Why are you doing this?” My voice came out steadier than I expected, but inside, I was unraveling.

He chuckled like this was all some twisted game to him. “Oh, I haven’t done anything yet, have I?” He smiled that creepy smile, his grip tightening on mine. “And you see, Aurora, I want to help you. But after all…help comes at a price, doesn’t it? I mean…you don’t have anyone to look after you…wouldn’t it be nice if I stepped into the role of a…parental figure.”

The way he spoke told me there was not a single ‘parental‘ thought in his mind.

I took a shaky step back, my palms damp with sweat. “It’s alright, Mr. Hemming…I–I already have a parent.” My voice rose, a mix of anger and fear bleeding through.

Mr. Hemming’s expression darkened in an instant, the amusement draining from his face. “No, sweetheart, you don’t. Because your father? He’s a coward. He’s not going stop me no matter what I do to you. But you… you’re right here. And right now…no matter what happens…I can do anything without consequences. Because no one will believe a stupid/charity case…”

My blood turned ice–cold. I knew where this was/going. “Stay away from me,” I warned, but my voice wavered. He saw it–he could smell the fear radiating off me like a wounded animal.

In a blink, he started moving toward me with deliberate slowness, like a predator stalking its prey. “Now, now,” he cooed, reaching I promise, it won’t hurt. Much.”

o need to be scared.

I bolted, Instinct took over, and I turned on my heel, aiming for the door. I barely made it two steps before a rough hand clamped down on my wrist, yanking me backward so hard I stumbled, my back colliding against his solid chest.

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Chapter 33

“Where do you think you’re going? Ilis breath was hot against my ear, his gilp tightening painfully around my wilst. I thrashed sasinet ham, a clawing, but he was too strong.

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