The Alpha Written in Her Diary Chapter 07

The Alpha Written in Her Diary Chapter 07

Three days later, I return to school as usual.

The moment I walk into the classroom, I notice a sandwich sitting on my desk.

Noah strolls over with his usual confidence, “Give it a try. I made breakfast myself.”

“Thanks, but I’m not hungry.” I casually set the sandwich aside.

He looks like he wants to say something else.

I glare at him, “If you don’t leave now, I’ll reject you.”

Noah frowns, pressing his lips together, “Then eat it after class if you get hungry.”

When class ends, Noah watches me expectantly.

I pick up the sandwich and walk straight toward Chris, “Chris, this is for you. And don’t even think

about refusing.”

Chris looks up in surprise and carefully accepts it, “Th… thank you.

As he speaks, he glances toward Noah behind me.

His expression looks hesitant, but I still catch the flash of satisfaction hidden deep in his eyes.

Noah’s face darkens, he kicks his desk aside and storms out of the classroom.

By the time Noah corners Chris in the alley behind the school, I’m still packing my bag in the

classroom.

Amanda rushes in, breathing hard.

“Hayley! Noah brought people to surround Chris! They’re in the back alley!”

I set my textbook down and make my way there without hurrying.

Deep in the alley, Noah’s group has Chris trapped against the wall.

His glasses have been knocked off. Blood stains the corner of his mouth. Dust covers his school

uniform.

Noah drives a hard kick into his stomach.

Chris lets out a muffled groan and collapses to his knees.

“Noah. That’s enough.”

I walk through the crowd and stop between them.

Noah narrows his eyes, “You’re protecting him?”

“I’m not protecting anyone. I just don’t want to see violence.”

I calmly help Chris back to his feet.

Using my arm for support, Chris slowly stands.

“Thank you, Hayley,” he says weakly.

Noah’s expression turns completely cold.

His eyes lock onto the hand supporting Chris’s arm.

He lets out a mocking laugh.

“Fine, Hayley. You’ve got some nerve.’

He kicks over a nearby trash can before turning and walking away.

From that day on, Noah’s group openly targets Chris.

His textbooks are splashed with ink. His chair is kicked over. His desk and locker are stuffed with

garbage.

Chris never fights back. He never reports anyone. He simply cleans everything up in silence.

The worst incident happens when he’s locked inside the restroom for two hours.

When he finally comes out, his left eye is swollen shut, and the collar of his uniform has been torn

apart.

I’ve had enough. I grab his sleeve and drag him straight to Noah.

“Chris is under my protection.”

“If this happens again, I’ll make your pack disappear.”

Chris covers his injured eye and stares at me with his only visible one, clearly stunned.

Noah clenches his fists before slowly letting them relax.

A mocking smile appears on his lips, “Princess. Your taste is terrible.”

“You’re not qualified to judge me.’

With that, I take Chris’s hand and lead him away.

When we reach the school gates, Chris finally speaks.

His voice is hoarse, “Hayley… I’ll handle things myself from now on. I don’t want you making an enemy of the Fullmoon Pack because of me.”

His tone carries just the right amount of restraint and gratitude.

“Okay. But make sure you take care of yourself.”

I answer quietly, looking at him with eyes full of concern… and admiration,

Chris smiles.

He instinctively reaches out and gently pats my head.

Then, as if embarrassed, he quickly pulls his hand back and simply waves goodbye instead.

The setting sun stretches his shadow across the ground, making him look even thinner and more

fragile.

Anyone would feel sorry for him.

If I didn’t already know the truth.

Edmund has secretly installed surveillance cameras inside the private room Chris always uses at

Neon Dusk.

It is also the room Alpha Ben has permanently reserved for him.

On the monitor, Chris lounges comfortably on a leather sofa with one leg crossed over the other.

“Hayley has already fallen for me.”

He exhales a cloud of smoke, sounding completely relaxed.

“When she stood up for me in front of Noah today, the sympathy in her eyes was practically

overflowing.”

A buzz-cut man leans over with a grin, “Damn. You actually won over the Alpha King’s stepdaughter? Our princess?”

Chris lets out a dismissive laugh, “Won her over? I’m almost there.”

“That idiot Noah keeps bullying me in front of Hayley. The more pathetic I look, the more she’ll pity

me.”

“Once I win Hayley over and have the Royal family behind me, Noah will end up beneath my feet.”

The screen freezes on Chris’s face. Every trace of his disguise is gone.

Greed. Calculation. Malice. Nothing is left hidden.

I stare at the screen, pick up my phone, and press Send.