Kai's POV My response to Vespa's victory didn't sit well with her, judging from the flatness of her tone. I realized my foolishness when she ended the call, and I wished I'd let some excitement color my voice.The past week had been fucking hectic as we'd been trying hard to secretly observe every corner of the school, from student associations to tutoring sessions to student events to undercover clubs seeking witches among humans. My life revolved around unmasking the culprits behind my parents' deaths. I'd gladly die rather than let them go scot-free. All I wanted was to find the bloody occult group and crush their cauldrons and fucking crystal balls."Kai, focus Our progress is slow moving," Oscar pulled me closer to get my attention. We were in the surveillance station by the main gate. Oscar, who was very friendly, had made friends with Pablo, a pudgy baldhead, the chief security officer, and so we used the golden opportunity to gain access to the security system, where we moni
Vespa I was tending to my nighttime skincare while Ria dove into her book world. A knock disturbed our silence, making me perk up. Ria's eyes met mine, silently questioning the unexpected interruption."Are you expecting someone?""I don't know," I shrugged, heaving myself up. "It must be the triplet boys."Confirming my suspicion, I pulled myself toward the door, gently nudging it open. There, Kai stood, his tall figure framed in the doorway. My heart skipped a thousand beats at his biceps showing on his blue t-shirt that hugged his muscular build. The guy was fucking handsome. and intimidating at the same time. I marveled at the idea of someone becoming more handsome with every passing moment. Kai maintained a clean-shaven look with neatly trimmed hair, a contrast to his brothers. There was a magnetic quality about him that tempted me to bury my nose in his neck and sniff him deeply."Are you going to keep staring at me?" he joked, a smirk playing on his lips."Do you have a hobby
VespaThey say the morning after sex can have two results: go great or suck horribly. Mine was so great that I woke up with a buzz of satisfaction—a relaxed and contented sort of feeling settled over me. Kai was a genius who knew how to satisfy a woman's needs in the most pleasurable way. I loved having sex and wasn't ashamed of it, but Kai paid extra attention to my body to make sure it was on fire with pleasure and a soul-shattering orgasm that robbed me of all my senses.In summary, it was a hit with the equivalent of a giant hammer. Adjusting my eyes, I smiled when I noticed him heading towards the bed with a tray of food. My chest gave a little twist with delight. Kai had nothing on but gray pajama bottoms that showed an outline of his morning wood.My gaze slid down from his dark hair, tousled from sleep, to the perfect pecs and sculpted torso, and back to his bright and playful gaze. "Morning, beautiful." His smile widened, and he placed the tray near my head on the nightstan
Zeke I checked my wristwatch for the hundredth time in five minutes, Kai was nowhere to be found. I became restless and irritated, mentally berating him for wasting my time. The classroom, our usual meeting spot, had Lycans and werewolves waiting for the omnipotent, all-powerful Kai. "Where the hell is your friend?" I growled at Oscar. He crossed his arms, giving me a dismissive glance."I have no idea. Something must have come up. He's your brother. send him a mind-link.""You think I haven't tried?” I snapped, vexed, and stressed. Oscar's supreme loyalty to Kai made me want to punch him."Hey, you better keep your voice down. I'm not the cause of your frustration.""I agree with Zeke," Hannah, one of the Lycans, said. "If Kai is caught up with something, we can't wait forever. Let's start the meeting without him."Oscar and the rest of Kai's followers reluctantly agreed. I did something I hadn't done in a long time; I took a spot at the head of the makeshift meeting table. I felt
Vespa When Kai and I had sex, he fucked me thoroughly, but Zeke made love to me and worshiped my body like I was some exotic goddess. His kisses were soft and gentle, his touch tender but firm.His teeth grazed me here and there, taking his time to suck my nipples. I almost climaxed watching him nuzzle my sharp, peaked nipples like ripe berries.What we were doing was wrong, especially because my dad was lying in the hospital bed with tubes and wires attached to his body, but this was my coping mechanism, and I had no plans whatsoever of stopping until I came with soul-wrenching satisfaction.Raw passion and the need to look over both our bodies. His body fit mine perfectly, and my legs wrapped around his hips as he thrust in and out with precise rhythm. It felt so damn therapeutic, and I realized that there was no way back. I was consumed by greed and wanted three cocks for myself.Having multiple partners was never a fantasy for me in the past; in fact, I was disgusted about it unti
VespaMy brain spiraled out of control like a leaf carried on a current. Everything was happening at once. Death snatched my dad away, barely minutes after the heavy confession that was pressing on my chest.I couldn't breathe. I felt like drowning, suffocating in the darkness. The world was spinning, and it wouldn't stop. It was all just too much. I had no strength left to move, and my legs refused to do anything more than tremble underneath my body as if they wouldn't hold me even if I forced them to. The hospital's air suffocated me, and my dad's last words were haunting in my memory. When the doctor and nurse checked his vitals and confirmed his death, they were unsure as to whether it was a heart attack since there were no signs of cardiac failure. The news hit my family hard, like a rock shattering their hearts. None of us ever had a chance to say goodbye; maybe it was a good thing, maybe it wasn't, but he left us feeling lost and abandoned.Dad spilled those heavy secrets and
ZiahWhen Vespa got naked and her lips circled my hard shaft, my heart leapt like a child on Christmas morning singing Kumbaya. She was grieving, and even though it was mission impossible to keep my hands to myself, I couldn't bring myself to initiate any sexual activity. So imagine my excitement when, without asking, her gaze drunk me up when her mouth covered mine hungrily, hard and searching, more persuasive than she cared to admit. "Fuck me, Ziah."The softness of her lips sang through my veins, drugging me and demanding more. I eased the lacy cup of her bra, and my hand moved under her dress, exploring every part of her beautiful body. Her mind was exhausted, but her body was alive, running with sexual energy. I inhaled sharply when she twerked and worked me. "Baby," I groaned, gripping her ass and squeezing them until they turned red. The sexual beast in me, the one that made me want to be a master, roared in response, and my cock swelled. "Degrade me, Ziah. I know you want
Vespa,Zeke and I stood outside my dormitory, facing each other. His tongue lay like a stone in his mouth, and I could tell from the guilt in his eyes that he was irritable and unhappy with himself for causing me so much distress."Zeke, please stop," I chastened him, my tone more commanding than comforting. "You're making me uncomfortable, and trust me, it's the last thing I need right now."I was startled that he was still in tears, considering that males hardly cry so openly. I wiped his cheek gently with my thumb, and he looked away, not quite meeting my gaze. He sniffed, wiping away his tears, and I moved him to a quiet corner where we could have a conversation without prying eyes."I'm sorry, Vespa," he began, his voice trembling. "I should have come to check on you yesterday, but I got caught up with something and tried countless times to reach your line."I remained silent, nodding in understanding and accepting his apology."It's okay; please don't over-flog the issue. The mo
Chapter FiftyAthenaFour months had passed, and the academy graduation day had finally arrived. It was a bright and beautiful morning, and students, parents, and teachers gathered to celebrate this milestone. My dad and mom were there with my sister. Uncle Zika and their wives were also present. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress. I had settled for a simple blue gown that had a long slit. Mia helped me with my hair and makeup, ensuring perfect detail. Oh, and did I mention that Cameron was still alive, and Mia was engaged to her boyfriend Sean? She wore an off-the-shoulder dress to flaunt her mark with pride. I tried not to look at it because I always became jealous whenever I did. Mom and Dad beamed with pride, taking photos of me and Caleb. Cameron's dad, King Marcos, had also arrived, and when I curtsied respectfully, he smiled warmly at me and hugged me. His mom still had not been found, and some people speculated that she might have killed herself. Cameron ofte
AthenaSex with Cameron was beautiful. I never knew it could get so addicting, and I always thought the act was overhyped until I experienced it. The more the weeks passed, the more I couldn’t get enough of him. He had complained about condoms, saying that it wasn’t like the real thing, but I would always scream at him to stop being stupid and that I wouldn’t be responsible for his death. We kept the news from our parents. Cameron’s mom had disappeared and was nowhere to be found. Cameron pretended to be calm the time we bumped into King Thor, but when he was closing off, he landed a punch on the king's jaw that I heard crack. He got a few bruises from the king’s bodyguards, but I was proud of him. The bastard deserved to be manhandled.Despite everything, I needed validation that I was doing the right thing. I couldn’t tell my mom because she would tell my dad, so the only person I could confide in was my grandmother. One of the weekends, I took a train to her house, which was close
Cameron's POVI'd never been on the verge of tears in years. It was taboo for boys to show emotion. Lately, life has been unfair to me, and realizing that nothing could ever be okay again has made me feel like a failure. I had always thought my life was great and better than most. Now, it was clear that that was just a delusion. The fact that my parents were on the brink of divorce because my mom fucked that bastard, Thor, made my blood boil.This roller coaster left my body drained. I didn't care how stupid I looked in tears; the feelings overwhelmed me. When the first wave of grief subsided, I finally looked at Athena, who was also in tears. She cupped my chin and kissed my forehead. “Why? Athena. Why does it have to be me? First, it's our bond and the pain of knowing you and I can never be together. Now, this?”“I'm sorry,” her mouth trembled as tears streamed down her face. “It isn't right. I wish I could fix it.”She wrapped her arms around me tightly, and I held her back whil
AthenaA crease appeared on Cameron's forehead, and he looked pinched and unhappy from my rejection. I moved my hand frequently, trying to distract myself, and thought he would understand as usual, but he seemed too defensive."It's just a dance, Athena. Even strangers dance. Things aren't that bad; please don't push it," I said, remaining calm. Cameron grinned at me, and I didn't understand why he was so stubborn."Fine then, I'm not going to ruin the fun. I hope you wouldn't mind if I danced with another girl.""Break a leg."He looked like I had just slapped him in the face, surprised by my response, but I needed to protect him from myself, even if it hurt. He turned around and left, and soon, he was dancing with a popular girl from school. Watching them felt too painful. I skipped to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of juice to distract myself.I noticed someone at the door and thought it was Cameron, but it was my cousin Alex. He smiled a little too broadly, and there was an
AthenaI bit the inside of my cheek, feeling trapped and unsure of my options to return to school. It was easy to second-guess myself because teenagers and young adults my age were mean, and no matter how I pretended that words didn’t get to me, I knew that wasn’t true. Stepping off the plane, I hoped I had made the right decision. I flagged a taxi from the airport parking lot, wondered why they were so expensive and hiked their prices compared to regular taxis, but I had no choice because Mom had gotten me a truckload of edibles and even more for Caleb. The driver dropped me off at the school gates, and I didn’t know if it was the hopeful expectation that there was going to be a strange twist between Cameron and me or the fear that things could get worse and that I was shooting myself in the foot. My heart pounded as I dragged my suitcase behind me. I stopped when I spotted Cameron standing and smiling at me at the gate; my heart melted.Our love brought us back to each other in wa
Cameron My gaze never left Athena. She was too startled by my bold declaration, and even though I was more uncertain than ever about what I was doing, and my dad was caught off guard by my words, I couldn’t help it. A part of me knew I was digging my grave, and I liked life too much to lose it. But at the same time, seeing Athena roused my deep affection and attachment for her. It wasn’t just about lust; there was more to my feelings. I wanted to move closer, to touch her. My pulse raced, and I felt a hyper-awareness of being close to her. Only she could cause me this mental fuzziness and the feeling of possessing her and keeping her safe.Her father looked confused. I heard his quick intake of breath. Athena stood tongue-tied, and shock flew through her mother’s eyes. I could tell my father was irritated.“What is wrong with you?” he whispered harshly, but I was too far gone. Athena looked different, skinnier than when I last saw her. She looked like someone who had been through a
Athena The next day dragged on without much happening. Everyone soon returned to their lives, with Dad busy with alpha duties and Mom busy with work and the home front. I knew this was how it would be—that everyone would forget my predicament or soon see me as a sore loser who couldn’t overcome the fact that Cameron and I could never be together. But I was wrong. My mom had invited my grandma to come over, which was a real surprise, as my grandma was a pure witch, and it was risky for her to be in our pack. Having her over made me feel a certain type of way. I had inherited her bloodline, and with it came a legacy of pain and heartache. I didn’t know if I wanted to see her.I drifted to sleep but could hear my grandma’s voice in my dreams. When I woke up, I realized she was indeed downstairs. My parents and sister were welcoming her warmly. I remained in bed; a part of me wanted to rush downstairs and fling myself into her arms. Instead, I made my way to the window and peered down
AthenaThe next few days were a blur of sorrow and nothingness. I struggled to remain alive and succumbed to the sadness that consumed me. I hated myself. I wished my life was over. There was nothing positive to look out for in this bleakness. My parents were concerned, but I chose isolation, finding people's words and concerns irritating. My eyes were swollen from crying, and my bed was bearing the brunt of this depression. I didn't leave it; if the poor bed could speak, it would be screaming n. I knew I would be expelled from school; that was a no-brainer. My dad and mom tried to reach out to me. Even my uncles, Zeke and Ziah, came over with their wives, but I didn't want to see anyone.Caleb had sacrificed to travel back with me, but he shouldn't have bothered because his presence didn't lift my spirits. The whole family was angry with Alex for exposing my secret, but I knew it was for the best. Cameron would be free now, and it was useless holding him back. I heard my mom knoc
CameronIf anyone had ever told me that this revelation would break the bond I shared with Athena, I would have never believed them because Athena seemed like everything good in my world, all in one package. I devoted myself to her and desired to share everything with her—my body, mind, and soul. I gave my heart to her to treasure with trust. We matched perfectly and had never fallen in love so quickly or completely.A wedding seemed the next logical step. I thought I would feel happy with her and that even if we encountered issues, they would be minor things with solutions.But now, my heart was shattered beyond repair. I was furious, I was afraid, and the thought of bonding with Athena leading to my death frightened me beyond measure. The hurt was raw, and the terror came gasping up my throat in a cold, panting fear. Ever since that night at the ballroom, surrounded by the elite who gathered to watch the commotion occur, my life went downhill. That night, a hush fell over the cr