Claimed By The Alpha, Marked By The Biker-Chapter 9: The Scandal

Kianna’s Pov;

A blush of sunlight spilled through the open hostel window, flooding the room with golden light and making me squint as I stirred awake.

Last night was so tiring... I can’t even recall properly how I got home. But anyways, since I’m safe and sound nothing more matters.

I’ve convinced myself not to think too much of what I saw on Mordred’s phone and the messages, but I still couldn’t let go. My mind was floating with a lot of questions.

As usual my roommate Lesley has gone out with her man, leaving me with just a goodbye written text on my drawer. I groaned and stretched lazily before finally getting out of bed.

I couldn’t enjoy the prom night thanks to Mordred Sinclair and I couldn’t even say bye to Lysander. Wait, speaking of Lysander... gosh Kianna, I can’t even believe I left him all alone at the prom after everything he’s done for me.

He might be thinking I’m such an ungrateful soul by now. I need to call him, but damn my phone is dead. I forgot to charge last night before sleeping. And so I put it on charge and went to take my shower and got dressed.

Right after that, I turned my phone on to check my notifications...then boom, Lysander had called me almost 20 times plus a whole lot of messages asking me of my whereabouts. Not just him but Lesley, Monica and Maddox.

I texted Lysander back and apologized for not being able to say goodbye before leaving the event. But his reply got my heart thudding. It say’s, 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Have you seen the trending news on the school forums? Go check it now!!"

I don’t know why but my body began shivering as if I already knew what the news was all about. I was thinking maybe Maddox’s Scandal or Mordred’s dozing picture. But instead, it was an almost blurry image of Mordred and I.

The first image was when I was helping him into the taxi, second was at the bar when we nearly kissed and the most surprising one was in front of Mordred’s house when I was helping him inside.

And the caption says, "A new love interest? A girl player and a school heartthrob bad boy love. Kianna Martin the cheap princess."

I felt like throwing the phone away. I clenched my fits against my hips. And only one name came to mind, Kim Robert. That bitch tailed Mordred and I for headlines.

The comments under the posts were mostly from her and her friend group, criticizing and cursing me out. Then I saw another one too with an image of Lysander and I sitting together in the prom room. Captioned, "Two faced, player."

"How dare she!" I threw my phone on the bed. The more I thought about it the more I felt like going crazy.Never in my miserable life did I imagine I could become this popular through a framed scandal.

I called Lysander immediately to explain to him what actually happened. He arranged for us to meet in one of the lunch shops along the street.

When I got there, he was already seated on one of the chairs inside waiting for me. I thought he would scold me or even get mad at me but instead, he welcomed me with a broad smile on his face.

How sweet of him, always making me feel things I didn’t mean to. I sat beside him and tried to explain properly but he stopped me.

" Order some food first, we will talk later. I know none of this is true." he

I paused and just glared at him in awe. For the first time in my life of always pleading for attention, someone actually believes me and is ready to listen to me no matter how long it’ll take.

Is this a dream ? If it is, I don’t want to wake up from it. Even through tough times, he puts a smile on my face first. A type of friend I didn’t know I needed.

And so I ordered some food, ate quietly as he watched me with nothing but a soft stare and a soothing face. After eating, he finally spoke.

"I’ve contacted the admin of the forum and told him to take those images down but he refused. And personally, I don’t really care about those scandals. All that matters is that you’re okay."

"Ahh, thank you so much Lysander." I purred, with a smile. His eyes never left mine. He glared as if I was his favorite meal, then slowly grinned before taking his eyes off me.

We spent the rest of the day together. The scandal and the chaos was long forgotten. I turned off my phone to avoid any disturbance as I surf the city with Lysander.

We went to the park, did some horse riding together, ate ice cream and he took me to watch a basketball game.

After the game he took me to a flower shop and told me to wait there. At first I thought he wanted to buy me a flower but then he came back with a small gift box.

It was a marching bracelet with our first name initials on it. Mine had K and his was L. How cute, He really made me believe there are still good people out there.

He put the bracelet on my right wrist, smirking tenderly. His fingers brushed my skin for a second and something stirred inside me.Is it instinct? My wolf? Or my heart...I couldn’t tell.

But the way his eyes always soften around me tells me a lot of stuff I’ve been ignoring. I shouldn’t like this, I should focus on my bully mate Maddox and fulfil my destiny. But why is this so hard?

After putting on the bracelet he walked me home. I was expecting him to say something, maybe talk to me about how he feels and why he’s so good to me. But he didn’t.... Instead, he talked about his life as the only child in his family and his obligations.

I listened to him carefully but all the time my mind drives me back to Mordred’s message.

Even though I’ve cleared my mind away from the scandal, I couldn’t let go of the fact that somehow my life is in danger.

What if the messenger wasn’t Kim but someone else? What if Mordred’s enemy saw me and now thinks I’m part of it too.

But I couldn’t express all those fears and worries in front of Lysander. He has been through a lot himself and is trying to make me happy as a friend. That’s enough already.

When we finally got to my dorm. He waved me goodbye and went to his dorm too.

I walked through the quiet hallway to my room—but something felt off. The place was too silent, as if no one lived there. I told myself I was overthinking... until I saw a tall figure standing in front of my door.

"Well," a deep, husky voice said, "it took you the whole day to come back. Where have you been, Kianna Martin?"

My hands started trembling, my knees going weak as that familiar voice echoed through my mind.