CHAPTER FORTY-TWO NADIAThey are like thunderstorms; everyone is afraid of them!I got up, gathered my nerves, and headed straight down to the college president's office. My heart pounded as I walked through the familiar halls, but this time felt different. I needed answers. I wanted to know why I had been excluded from the list of students to be recognized and awarded, even when I had been voted the MVP of the basketball competition. It didn’t make sense. How could they ignore me like that?As I walked, I could still hear the whispers of mockery and laughter thrown my way. It was like my footsteps echoed with their derision. “She deserves even more disgrace,” one girl snickered, as her friends snorted in agreement. I kept my head high and my face neutral, pretending that their words didn’t cut me like daggers. I clenched my fists, reminding myself that I was stronger than their cruel remarks. I had worked hard and earned that MVP title.When I finally rea
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE ALEX DAVALO I had walked into class that morning with my headphones on, the familiar beats buzzing in my ears. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. I just wanted to settle into my seat, zone out, and get through the day. But as soon as I took a seat, I noticed Bethany walking over. Her expression caught my attention—she looked like the entire universe was against her.“Alex,” she said, her voice tight and full of tension.I took off one headphone to hear her better. “Hey, Beth. What’s up?” I asked, trying to keep it casual even though I could tell something was off.“Do you love me, Alex?” she just said, and it surprised me. I just sat there, not sure how to respond to her.But still, she asked again.“Uh, why would you ask me that?” I replied, feeling my heart start to race a little. Just the way she phrased it made me uneasy.“Just answer the question, Alex,” Bethany insisted, looking determined to get her answer. I could see her jaw was se
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR SANDRO DAVALO One more nail in her coffin!I enjoyed seeing Nadia suffer at our hands. It was a sick, twisted pleasure, watching her struggle under the weight of our bullying. But lately, her lack of reaction was starting to drive me crazy. She wasn’t breaking down as I expected. Instead, she was defying us in a way that made my stomach churn. It made me angry and filled me with a deeper hatred for her. I had been racking my brain, trying to come up with a new way to make her life a living hell, but every idea seemed to fall short, and the frustration was eating away at me.That morning, Robert dropped by for a visit, he was one of our friends and it had been a while since we had seen him. He had been away on countless business trips. Alex wasn’t home when he visited, which meant it was just me and Robert in the house. I was pacing around, my mind tangled in thoughts of Nadia and how to finally break her.Robert was lounging comfortably on the
~Nadia “Only an hour? You promise?”“I promise, Nadia. Only an hour.”The guys had organized a pool party, and when Jasmine first mentioned it to me, I felt a pit in my stomach. I didn’t feel good about attending, but Jasmine had this way of pulling me out of my comfort zone that I couldn't easily resist."It’s just a pool party, Nadia," Jasmine insisted, waving her hand like I was overreacting. “It's not just a pool party. You seem to have forgotten how we were treated the last time,” I reminded her.“Come on, Nadia, that was just a mistake, and the guys apologised. Everyone makes mistakes.”“I'm surprised you consider their sarcastic words an apology,” I said, clearly not impressed with her desperate attempt to make excuses for them.“It's just a pool party, Nadia. We are not the only people who will be attending, you seem to forget.” Left with no other option, I agreed. And that was how we found ourselves at the pool party, surrounded by throngs of students from our high school
~Nadia Surely, everything has an end…. But this didn't seem like it!Graduation couldn't have come any sooner than it did. Finally, it was time for me to say goodbye to All Martyrs High School. The school provided me with good memories, like meeting Jasmine and improving my grades.But nothing— and I mean every word of it—could take away the bitter memories of being bullied by Alex and Sandro, and, sometimes, Hardin. It always felt like they were on a mission to make life at All Martyrs a hell in a cell for me. Now, at long last, I would not have to see their faces ever again.“We made it,” Jasmine whispered to me as we took our seats amongst the other graduating students. The graduation stage was set brightly, adorned with balloons and flowers that seemed to celebrate our escape from this chapter of our lives.“Yes, we did.” I managed to say, a knot forming in my throat.“You don’t look happy. What’s wrong, Nadia?” Jasmine asked, as her eyes scanned my face with genuine curiosit
✓✓✓✓✓✓ CHAPTER THREE ✓✓✓✓✓✓ NADIA Will it ever end!?Once I got home, the first thing I noticed was the unusual silence that hung in the air. It felt unsettlingly empty. “Mom?” I called out, my voice echoing through the quiet space. There was no response. That was unusual. I stepped further inside, and my heart sank as I quickly scanned the living room. The usual clutter— stacked papers, shoes by the door, and family photos on the walls—were all missing or in disarray. My mother’s things were nowhere to be seen. “Maybe she just went out?” I whispered to myself, trying to convince myself that everything was fine. But deep down, my instincts were churning. As I moved cautiously through the house, checking the kitchen and taking in the silence, a gnawing feeling of dread settled in my stomach.Finally, I spotted a folded piece of paper lying on the floor near the dining area. Curious, I picked it up, recognizing my mother’s handwriting immediat
Chapter 4~Nadia Freedom is so expensive… but the thought of it hurts even more…My first day at college should have been one that the typical me looked forward to with excitement; after all, it was supposed to be a fresh start. But as I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, I felt nothing close to joy. My fingers traveled to my pussy and immediately it got there, all of the memories of the torture I went through with the twins replayed in my head. It had been weeks since that day, but every time I washed in the bathroom, or even stared at myself in the mirror, the chills from that day made my legs curl in fear. I could barely sleep, tossing and turning as the reality of facing another couple of years at All High College with Alex and Sandro weighed heavily on me. I couldn’t shake the familiar sense of dread. How could I look forward to my day when I knew they’d be lurking around every corner, ready to make my life even more miserable?It didn't seem like I was any close to f
CHAPTER FIVE ALEX DAVALOSandro and I had heard that Nadia was planning to leave college. We couldn't take it, especially Sandro, who had vowed to make sure he bullied her to his satisfaction. We wanted to teach her a lesson, one she would have a hard time forgetting. We waited until classes were over before making our move. We didn't see her from amongst those who exited the classroom."She couldn't have gone home," Sandro said, his eyes searching everywhere for her."Or maybe she didn't come to school today," I suggested, my eyes also scanning the place for any sign of her."There's only one way to find out," he said as he started moving."Where are we going?" I asked him as I followed."To the one person who must know where she is," he said, brushing aside the students who stood in his way."Jack?" I curiously asked."Find Jack, you'll find Nadia," he simply said.He was right. Jack and Nadia were slowly becoming a pair, and we hated to even think of it. Sandro had wanted us to a
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR SANDRO DAVALO One more nail in her coffin!I enjoyed seeing Nadia suffer at our hands. It was a sick, twisted pleasure, watching her struggle under the weight of our bullying. But lately, her lack of reaction was starting to drive me crazy. She wasn’t breaking down as I expected. Instead, she was defying us in a way that made my stomach churn. It made me angry and filled me with a deeper hatred for her. I had been racking my brain, trying to come up with a new way to make her life a living hell, but every idea seemed to fall short, and the frustration was eating away at me.That morning, Robert dropped by for a visit, he was one of our friends and it had been a while since we had seen him. He had been away on countless business trips. Alex wasn’t home when he visited, which meant it was just me and Robert in the house. I was pacing around, my mind tangled in thoughts of Nadia and how to finally break her.Robert was lounging comfortably on the
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE ALEX DAVALO I had walked into class that morning with my headphones on, the familiar beats buzzing in my ears. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. I just wanted to settle into my seat, zone out, and get through the day. But as soon as I took a seat, I noticed Bethany walking over. Her expression caught my attention—she looked like the entire universe was against her.“Alex,” she said, her voice tight and full of tension.I took off one headphone to hear her better. “Hey, Beth. What’s up?” I asked, trying to keep it casual even though I could tell something was off.“Do you love me, Alex?” she just said, and it surprised me. I just sat there, not sure how to respond to her.But still, she asked again.“Uh, why would you ask me that?” I replied, feeling my heart start to race a little. Just the way she phrased it made me uneasy.“Just answer the question, Alex,” Bethany insisted, looking determined to get her answer. I could see her jaw was se
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO NADIAThey are like thunderstorms; everyone is afraid of them!I got up, gathered my nerves, and headed straight down to the college president's office. My heart pounded as I walked through the familiar halls, but this time felt different. I needed answers. I wanted to know why I had been excluded from the list of students to be recognized and awarded, even when I had been voted the MVP of the basketball competition. It didn’t make sense. How could they ignore me like that?As I walked, I could still hear the whispers of mockery and laughter thrown my way. It was like my footsteps echoed with their derision. “She deserves even more disgrace,” one girl snickered, as her friends snorted in agreement. I kept my head high and my face neutral, pretending that their words didn’t cut me like daggers. I clenched my fists, reminding myself that I was stronger than their cruel remarks. I had worked hard and earned that MVP title.When I finally rea
CHAPTER FORTY ONE NADIA It fucking hurts!If I needed any further proof that Alex and Sandro were not the only people who hated me in College and thrived on my pain, this was it. We had been summoned to gather at the school's gigantic conference hall, and I felt a jolt of anxiety surge through me. This was only the second time it had happened since I came to college. The first time it happened, a couple of students were sent out of college for beating up a female student who had refused to have sex with them. I had no idea why we were all assembled there, but the atmosphere felt heavy, like a storm about to break.As I stood there, looking around for any sign of clarity, my heart pounded in my chest. Students chatted nervously with each other, casting furtive glances at the entrance as if waiting for someone to walk in and cause trouble. My thoughts began to spiral when a familiar figure approached me. It was Philip.Not again!I just didn't w
CHAPTER FORTY NADIA It's like a cycle!Trouble, they say, has many branches. I had barely recovered from the humiliation I suffered at the hands of Lara, Bethany, and Sandro when another wave of trouble hit me. It was one of those mornings when I didn’t feel like going to school. The thought of facing the halls, with their whispers and mocking laughter, made my stomach churn. But deep down, I was scared of proving to myself that I was a weakling, as weak as Alex, Sandro, and their girlfriends made me feel. I couldn't always let them win.I didn’t wear my usual fake confident mask that morning. I hesitated in front of my closet, staring at my clothes, wishing I could just disappear into thin air. The clock ticked loudly in the background, reminding me of the time slipping away. Finally, I pulled on my favorite t-shirt and jeans, hoping they would give me a bit of strength and courage.As I made my way to college, I kept thinking that today could b
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE ALEX DAVALO Another pack of wolves!The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the quiet town. I could feel the emotions swirling inside me, a tempest brewing that threatened to spill over. My mother's sickness was making me sick. I felt helpless, like a tethered wolf trapped in a cage, powerless to protect what mattered most to me. As I stood in my room that night, I knew I needed to escape—to let the wildness inside me take over, even if just for a while.With a deep breath, I focused all my energy inward. It started with a tingling sensation in my limbs, a warmth that spread through my body. It was a transforming time. I let my instincts take over, bones shifting and stretching while fur began to sprout all over. I could feel every muscle morphing, reshaping into something powerful and fierce. Moments later, I was standing on all fours, my new wolf form taking in the world with sharper senses, heightened instincts,
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT NADIAA new session, but everything else remains the same!A week had passed since Alex and Sandro took my virginity, and the numbness still hadn't left me. It wasn’t even that I couldn’t feel anything—I was drowning in everything, but it didn’t make sense. None of it made sense.Of all the fantasies I had, never would I have imagined that after intentionally staying away from sexual intimacy with any man, all of my first sexual experiences would be terrible. I had thought something loving and sweet, where he’d put me on the bed and after softly kissing me, go easy on me as he penetrated but it was none of it, instead, two different dicks thrust into my vagina with no atom of care and as rough as it could be. Instead of being cuddled, I was treated violently and left in tears to clean my blood-stained bed sheet and myself with the cum splattered all over my body. All of this was because of my bullies and it did not make any sense that in
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN ALEX DAVALO Death: When it comes, it gives no shit about who you are… wolf or human!I had barely woken up when my phone rang, almost making me jolt up. Groggily, I picked up my phone and checked who it was, ready to vent my anger on the person for waking me up so early. Unfortunately for me, it was my father. My heart raced a little—this was surprising. He never called that early, except on the very few occasions he either wanted me to take a walk with him or he had something very important and private to discuss with me.I rubbed my eyes and reluctantly answered the call. “Dad?” I mumbled, trying to mask my irritation. “Alex, come downstairs immediately,” my father instructed, his voice leaving no room for argument before he hung up abruptly.Feeling a knot tighten in my stomach, I quickly dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants, appropriate for the early morning chill. As I slipped on my sneakers, I wanted to stop by Sandro's room, but I hesita
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX ALEX DAVALO She tasted like heaven.Her lips were soft and moist, insanely sweet. A certain fire rose inside of me and spread out so quickly like fire on dry gasoline-dunked grass. Desire ran through my entire body in waves and streams as I pressed her closer to me so that I could have my fill of her lips.But, it was not enough.It was never enough with Nadia.And I hated it.Phil had called me to tell me that she wasn’t going to come anymore, and it made my blood boil. How dare she turn on me at the last minute, making me wait!Anger boiled my blood as I thought of it. I should not be so gentle with her. I should take from her, her lips, her pussy, her entire body. I should press her against the bed and slide radically into her pussy. I should destroy and rip her apart for daring to slip into my mind and keeping me confused. I should teach her a lesson.Thankfully Sandro had noticed my anger with her and to ease my mind, he mentioned that we