Claimed by My Bully Alpha (by Anna Kendra) novel Chapter 34

Caleb’s POV

We were halfway across the parking lot when Caroline suddenly stopped, her hand clutching my arm with a grip tighter that I uld have oil to look at her, my brows furrowing in confusion. The afternoon air was thick with an uneasy silence, the distant ham of cars on the male gend Verrely audible.

“Caleb,” she said, her voice unusually tense, her eyes scanning the building we had just left. I don’t feel right about this. Something’s wing

I sighed, running a hand through my hair, already exhausted. “Caroline, we’ve been over this. Aurora is fine. She’s in there with the teacher, she’s safe. If we go back in there, we’re just going to look paranoid.”

“I don’t care how it looks,” she snapped, stepping closer, her eyes burning with a conviction I wasn’t used to seeing from her. I just have the feeling, Calet I swear to you, something isn’t right. I felt it the moment we stepped outside, and I can’t ignore it.

I hesitated, glancing back at the entrance to the school building. It stood there, a heavy and unmoving structure, it’s cold facade giving no indication of any danger within. But Caroline’s expression didn’t falter. If anything, it grew more determined when I didn’t immediately agree, I need you to bar in there and check on Aurora.”

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “Caroline, this is ridiculous. Do you realize how crazy we’ll look if I just walk back in there for no reason? Aardes is fine. You know she can handle herself. You’re letting paranoia get the better of you.”

“No, I’m not,” she countered fiercely. “You don’t understand, Caleb. It’s Mr. Hemming. I have this feeling–this terrible feeling–that he’s planning something. I saw the way he was looking at her before we left, like he was just waiting for us to be gone. Please, you have to trust me on this.”

Her words sent a ripple of unease through me, but I still hesitated. Mr. Hemming had always been an odd one, his presence looming in a way that never sat right with me. But surely, he wouldn’t do anything reckless, not with so many people around.

Right? I wanted to dismiss Caroline’s concerns, tell her she was overthinking things, but there was something in her eyes–something raw, something real- that made it impossible for me to ignore her.

“Damn it, Caroline,” I muttered under my breath, rubbing the back of my neck before finally giving in. “Fine. I’ll go check. But if I go in there and everything’s fine, you owe me a week’s worth of coffee runs.”

She gave me a tight nod, though there was no humor in her eyes. “Fine. Just go. Quickly.”

With a reluctant sigh, I turned on my heel and made my way back toward the building, my pace steady but unhurried. The moment I stepped inside, a strange stillness settled over me. The hallways were empty, eerily so. The usual distant murmurs, the occasional creak of the old floors–none of it was there. It was too quiet.

I pushed forward, my steps echoing slightly as I approached the room where Aurora was supposed to be. The door was closed. That wasn’t unusual, but something about it made my stomach clench. I reached for the handle, about to push it open, but then–I heard it.

A noise. Muffled at first, but unmistakable. A scuffle, a sharp intake of breath, the sound of something–or someone–being shoved. My blood turned cold.

I had almost walked away. I had almost ignored Caroline’s instincts. But now, standing there, my hand hovering over the door handle, my pulse hammering in my ears, I knew she had been right all along. Something was very, very wrong.

“Aurora? Mr. Hemming?” I called out, but the silence was almost eerie.

I called out again, my voice echoing through the hallway, a desperate edge creeping into my tone.

“Aurora? Mr. Hemming?” Nothing. Just the suffocating silence of the building settling around me, but my gut told me something was off. And then, faintly, my wolf hearing picked up something–a muffled struggle, the sound of fabric tearing, the gasping breath of someone in distress.

My heart pounded so hard I could feel it against my ribs as my body moved before my mind could even process what was h grabbing the doorknob, twisting it hard. Locked.

That was all the confirmation I needed.

1. ng. I lunged forward,

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Chapter 34

I didn’t waste any more time. Moving back a few steps, I gave whoever was inside, a false hope that I was going away, but in medity, fro closely…waiting for them to fess up. And it didn’t take long.

“See?” A sly voice whispered from inside, as the muffled voice became frantic, the sound of thrashing around intensifying “We des anne are all alone now…with me

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