Sarah's POVThe door to Joshua's room creaked open, and there she was, the woman I had seen with Joshua last night, draped in my robe I usually wear every time I spent the night here with Joshua.Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of recognition and triumph. Her lips curled into a smirk. “What do you want?” From her tone and demeanour, it was clear she knew who I was, which made me wonder how long Joshua had been having an affair with her.I raised an eyebrow, refusing to let her see the sting in her words. With a steady gaze and a step forward, I brushed past her, the heels of my shoes clicking against the polished floor. "Where is Joshua?” I asked coldly, not sparing her a second glance. She spun around, her face contorting with anger. "You can’t just walk into our house like this!” She snapped, her voice rising. I stopped in my tracks and turned to face her, tilting my head slightly as if amused by her outburst. "Our house?” I scoffed, letting the disdain drip from my words.
Sarah's POV"How did the interrogation go, Sarah?" The principal, Principal Gaines, asked me in his office.He had called for me earlier.I then explained everything to him.He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "You need to be careful, Sarah. People in this city have bad opinions about you, which you know. They are just looking for a reason to drag you down, so watch where you go and what you do."I nodded. "Thank you for always believing in me, sir. I don’t know where I’d be without your support."Every other workplace in the city had turned me down because of my past. But thanks to him, I got this job despite the board’s objections.He chuckled. "You don’t need to thank me. I don’t care about your past or the reasons behind it as long as it doesn’t affect your work, harm the school, or mess with the environment here."I nodded, feigning a smile."I think it's better for you to take a week off," he added. My brows furrowed in confusion. "For what, sir?"He shr
Sarah's POVI fought to keep my face neutral, refusing to let the panic show.Before I could respond, he leaned closer, his breath brushing my face as his voice dropped to a menacing whisper. “So tell me, Sarah... did you go back to the alley after pretending to leave? Because I was told their bodies were found there.” His accusation hit me like a punch to the gut, but I could not let him see how shaken I was. Not now. Not with everything I had riding on this conversation. “How dare you accuse me of that?!” I shot back, slamming my hands on the desk so hard the sound echoed in the room. He did not even flinch; his expression stayed maddeningly calm, his smirk still firmly in place. “Come on, Sarah,” he said, chuckling darkly. "I’m not the only one who thinks so. The whole school, and from what I heard, the entire city, believes it. So don’t act so shocked that I’m calling you out on it.” I glared at him, my mind racing for a way to regain control of the situation. His arrogance
Anderson's POV"I'm not sure the principal is my dad's friend." I said as Lucas and I walked out of Principal Gaines' office.Principal Gaines had called us and Derek with his lackeys to his office before first period. He had apparently heard about the incident yesterday and gave us all a warning, especially Lucas and me.After Derek and his lackeys left, Principal Gaines made it clear that he would suspend Lucas and me if something like that happened again. He even threatened to inform my dad if it did, despite my effort to explain that we were not at fault.Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you think he is?""Because he’s supposed to stay neutral and even side with us!” I snapped. "We explained it wasn’t our fault, but it’s like he had already decided we were guilty.” Frustration edged into my voice.Lucas let out a scoff. “Why should he believe us when I was the one who threw the first punch?"“Is that why you were so quick to apologise and make that ridiculous promise not to ca
Anderson's POVTheir presence demanded attention, especially Axel's, whose broad shoulders cut through the space like a knife. He locked eyes with Lucas, his expression a perfect blend of arrogance and malice. Lucas, unbothered, leaned back in his chair, his smirk sharp enough to cut glass. “I don’t know what you mean, boy. Maybe you’ve got the wrong guy.” Axel’s eyes flared with shock and anger in an instant. I could not believe it either, especially after Lucas’ warning earlier. “Who the hell is this guy?!” Axel’s guy barked, stepping forward like he was ready to swing."Back off," Axel ordered.His sharp glare locked onto Lucas. "I’ll deal with this myself."“Don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what I mean.” Axel let out a frustrated scoff, running a hand through his hair, clearly irritated by Lucas’ silence. "Who the fuck does this dude think he is?"Lucas shrugged. "Let's say the guy who doesn’t flinch when wannabes try to act tough. Does that answer your question?”A
SARAH'S POVThe faint sound of footsteps trailed behind me, just out of sync with my own, tapping against the pavement as I walked home with grocery bags in my hands. My skin prickled as though invisible eyes were burrowing into my back, watching and following me again.It started days ago, right after I left Joshua’s house for the last time. I had told myself it was just paranoia, but tonight was different.“Who the hell is this creep?” I muttered, my voice barely louder than the rustle of the wind.Then, I stopped abruptly and glanced over my shoulder.Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flicker of movement under the streetlamp before it retreated into the darkness. That and the footsteps were enough to erode my doubt.I smirked, tilting my head. Whoever it was, I will find out tonight."Alright, let’s see who you are,” I muttered under my breath. I resumed walking with feigned nonchalance.Every few steps, I threw a glance over my shoulder, trying to catch the figure slipping
SARAH'S POVMy hands were shaking as I fumbled with the lock, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. I did not even know if I was breathing right. Once I slammed the door shut behind me, I bolted it fast, as if that would keep whatever nightmare I had just escaped from. My breath was ragged, almost choking me as I stumbled toward the small window, throwing it closed and tugging the curtains shut. I gasped for air as I collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in the sheets."What the hell just happened?" I muttered. I sat up, my hands running through my tangled hair, trying to get a grip. My mind was a mess. The thought of being connected to another murder—hell, if they thought I was involved again—made me sick.However, I could not quite figure out if I was just a witness to the murder or if I was the actual target. The way the lycan locked eyes with me before attacking the panther shifter had me second-guessing everything. My body tensed as I recalled that instant. "Was it really a
Sarah's POVTurning the knob, I swung the door open, but to my shock, no one was there.My heart raced, panic hitting me hard for a split second, until I caught a shadow from the corner of my eye.My heart nearly jumped out of my chest as I let out a startled scream. "Oh God!"But just as quickly as the fear set in, it fizzled out, replaced by irritation when I realised who it was. Anderson! He was leaning against the wall like he owned the place, hands stuffed in his pockets, that stupid smirk plastered across his face."Anderson?" I whispered in disbelief, my eyes widened."Hi, Miss Cole," he smirked."Were you the one who have been knocking?" I demanded, my voice sharp and accusatory.He smirked like he knew secrets about me. "Yeah. Took you long enough."Relief flooded through me instantly, concluding that I was not the lycan’s target like I had been dreading."Were you hoping I’d get tired and leave?” He added."Did cat get your tongue before now that didn't make you reply when I
Anderson's POVThe ladies' restroom was dimly lit, the faint hum of the club’s bassline vibrating through the walls. I pushed the girl into a stall, our lips crashing together before the door even fully closed. Her hands were already tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as our tongues danced in a heated rhythm, and she moaned softly in my mouth.The urgency of the moment was electric as her body pressing into mine, every inch of her begging for more.“What the hell are we doing here?” she whispered breathlessly, pulling back just enough to lock eyes with me. Her lips curled into a sly smile, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.But I did not answer because there was no need to. Instead, my hands slid down her sides, feeling the curve of her waist and the softness of her hips. She let out a soft sigh, clutching at my hair and the wall for support as I moved my mouth to her earlobe before trailing my tongue down the side of her neck. Then, she gasped, he
Anderson's POVNeon lights flickered above as the bass from the speakers reverberated through the hall, giving the entire place an almost surreal glow as clusters of people crowded the dance floor, dancing.At the bar, Lucas and I both threw back shots as the conversation drifted lazily from one topic to another. Then, his eyes shifted across the room, a smile playing on his lips. I followed his gaze, locking onto Cara standing near the dance floor.“You know, if you keep staring that hard, she might just start feeling it on her skin,” I said, setting his glass down. He scoffed. "You always think you know everything. There's nothing going on between us."I clicked my tongue, shaking my head. “Mm-hmm. Sure.” I set my glass down. “So, that explains why you smiled the second you saw her?”He scoffed, looking away. “I smile at a lot of people.”"You and I know that that's a blatant lie," I scoffed.“Besides, I’m sure your late-night conversations with her are just you discussing schoo
Anderson's POVI tossed and turned in bed, the silence of the night doing nothing to quiet the questions running through my mind. The murder should have been all over the news by now upon the police investigation, but yet, nothing. Not even a whisper from the media. It made no sense. It's just like the last case. Although it was less of my concern, I could not get my mind off it.Curious to find out the reason, I decided to put a call through to Lila. At first she did not pick up, but on the second ring, she did.“Anderson? Don't you have an idea what time it is?" She grumbled, her voice groggy with sleep. I deepened my voice, a playful smirk tugging at my lips. "Couldn't sleep, Lila. Thought maybe hearing your sweet voice that soothes souls would do the trick."She was silent for a moment before responding in a confused voice, "Wait—what?My voice?”"Told you, angel, I just wanted to hear you," I teased, stretching out in bed.I imagined her blinking rapidly as her breath hitched i
Anderson's POVI was shocked when I arrived at the police station for questioning and found out that Sarah was arrested as a suspect in the murder case because she was the prime suspect in the three previous killings. She was smart not to mention her encounter with the three panther shifters in the alley. If she had, they would have locked her up for something she had nothing to do with—or at least, not entirely.The officer, Claire in her late thirties with sharp features, flipped through the case file. "Mr. Holt, you said you had an alibi for Mrs. Cole last night?"I nodded. “Yeah, I was with her in her apartment almost all night."I shrugged. "Left close to midnight.” Her brows arched as she leaned forward. “And your relationship with her is…?” I let out a chuckle. "How does this force even recruit people? Didn’t I already tell you at the start of this interrogation that she’s my teacher?"One of her brows arched in disbelief. “And what exactly were you doing in her apartment
Anderson's POV I stood outside Sarah’s apartment complex, gripping the two bags of groceries in one hand. Most of the items inside matched what she had dropped last night when that panther shifter attacked her—different brands, of course. I did not want her to get suspicious.If you’re wondering, yes—I was the lycan who saved her last night and killed the panther shifter before he could finish what he started. If I had let him live, he would have returned to finish what he started once he had healed because I sense the bloodlust in him, driven by a personal vendetta that coursed through his veins to avenge his useless son's death. That was why I had to step out of the shadows last night.I had been following her ever since she left her ex-fiancé’s house that night. I was actually surprised when she revealed to the panther shifter that she knew he had been secretly following her. Only if she knew it was me. Well, she wouldn't, because I had make sure to be extra careful henceforth.
SARAH'S POVCall me heartless, but I didn’t care—I was relieved to hear the panther shifter’s body had been found far from my street the next morning. I had gone for a walk early that day to confirm if the lycan had killed him and if it did, if the body would turn up closer to my apartment. While wandering the streets, I overheard two people murmuring about a dead body discovered nearby. When I finally reached the scene, the panther shifter’s body was sprawled on the asphalt in a corner. Deep claw marks ripped through his chest as if a feral beast ravaged him. Well, lycans were feral beasts. Clearly, those who believed lycans had gone extinct were wrong since the poor old man—the panther shifter—recognised it.I was convinced a person like him who I expected to have more knowledge on the supernatural world and existences would not be mistaken.Even though I felt a flicker of pity for him, relief outweighed it. At least I was not going to be dragged into something I had nothing t
SARAH'S POVMy heart hammered wildly, and I froze in place, unable to tear my eyes away from Anderson’s piercing gaze. His smirk deepened, a predator’s grin that sent shivers crawling up my spine.“Why is your heart beating so fast, Sarah?” he drawled."I can hear it... loud and clear.”He snapped his fingers rhythmically, matching his words. "Thump, thump, thump.""It's almost like you've been running from a predator." He added with a sly grin.My shoulders sank, confirming my worst fear.Panic surged through me, tightening its grip as I fought to steady my breathing. From what I knew about Lycans, they could not just hear your heartbeat; they could feel it! That thought alone made it even harder to calm down.“Why?” The word came out in a shaky whisper, barely audible over the pounding of my heart.I hated how powerless I felt, but there was nothing I could do about it."Why are you always after me? What did I ever do to you?" I asked, my voice trembling despite my best effort to so
Sarah's POVTurning the knob, I swung the door open, but to my shock, no one was there.My heart raced, panic hitting me hard for a split second, until I caught a shadow from the corner of my eye.My heart nearly jumped out of my chest as I let out a startled scream. "Oh God!"But just as quickly as the fear set in, it fizzled out, replaced by irritation when I realised who it was. Anderson! He was leaning against the wall like he owned the place, hands stuffed in his pockets, that stupid smirk plastered across his face."Anderson?" I whispered in disbelief, my eyes widened."Hi, Miss Cole," he smirked."Were you the one who have been knocking?" I demanded, my voice sharp and accusatory.He smirked like he knew secrets about me. "Yeah. Took you long enough."Relief flooded through me instantly, concluding that I was not the lycan’s target like I had been dreading."Were you hoping I’d get tired and leave?” He added."Did cat get your tongue before now that didn't make you reply when I
SARAH'S POVMy hands were shaking as I fumbled with the lock, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. I did not even know if I was breathing right. Once I slammed the door shut behind me, I bolted it fast, as if that would keep whatever nightmare I had just escaped from. My breath was ragged, almost choking me as I stumbled toward the small window, throwing it closed and tugging the curtains shut. I gasped for air as I collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in the sheets."What the hell just happened?" I muttered. I sat up, my hands running through my tangled hair, trying to get a grip. My mind was a mess. The thought of being connected to another murder—hell, if they thought I was involved again—made me sick.However, I could not quite figure out if I was just a witness to the murder or if I was the actual target. The way the lycan locked eyes with me before attacking the panther shifter had me second-guessing everything. My body tensed as I recalled that instant. "Was it really a