Bullied, broke, and battling to save his sick mother, Ethan's life couldn't get worse—until he crossed paths with Professor Lucian, revealing the dangerous bond between them. As a Lycan, Lucian wanted nothing to do with a human mate—especially not someone like Ethan Wave, a bullied fragile human boy. However, neither could resist the unmistakable pull between them, awakening a fierce possessiveness for each other. But it was a cursed bond that would soon haunt them...
View MoreHearing the name made Ethan almost choked on his saliva but he quickly composed himself. “What?”Martin smirked. “Come on, Ethan. You looked like you saw a ghost when he showed up that day. And he looked ready to rip my head off just for standing next to you.”Ethan face rurned a little paled as he halted his track, his heart racing. “That isn't what it looked like. I have no deal with him.”Martin stayed quiet for a moment making Ethan a little nervous. He doesn't want anyone to know anything about him and Lucian. Ever.He was going to take that secret to his grave. Beside, all of these was going to end in less than a month.Martin finally nodded. “Alright. I just hope you won't avoid me from now on. I have no bad intentions toward you, Ethan. If I did, I wouldn't have been trying this hard.”Ethan forced a smile and whispered, “I'm sorry.” Martin tapped his shoulder gently and they began to walk again. As they stepped into the class, eyes flicked to their direction.“Are they toget
Cole's lips parted, slowly taking the length into his mouth. Martin let out a low groan, feeling the silky warmth of Cole's tongue brushing his cock.Now that more like it.Cole moved his mouth, bobbing his head back and forth against the hard cock. The slow, deliberate slide of his tongue at the tip made Martin bite his lip.“Fuck yeah,” Martin groaned, gazing down at him, then threading his fingers into Cole's hair, guiding him with a steady firm grip.Cole moved, slowly increasing his pace, his tongue dancing along the sensitive tip. He shoved it deeper, letting it hit the back of his throat."Damn," a guttural groan escaped Martin's throat, pleasure building up within him.Martin wanted more. He wasn't seeing Cole, he seeing Ethan, just in between his legs and pleasuring him this way.Those addictive lips he had tasted back at the club, he imagined them around his hardness right now. He imagined Ethan's sexy gaze locked onto him.“Ethan,” he whispered his name before he could stop
“You'll rot here!”Yeah, he heard that, and now those words were finally sinking in.He knew what he did was impulsive and that he should have just kept it in, but at the same time, he couldn't bring himself to beg. They wouldn't just listen.Ethan sighed, lowered his head, staring at the floor and wondering how many hours he had spent confined in here.Footsteps echoed, approaching, followed by the clanking sounds of the cell door.Ethan looked up at the officer opening his cell.“Someone is here to pick you up.”Was it Lucian? Was he back?Ethan couldn't help but wonder as they led him through the corridor. However, a slight wave of disappointment washed over him as he sighted the person who had come to pick him up.It was Martin.Ethan scolded himself inwardly. Why in the world was he expecting Lucian to be here when the man was out of the country, doing whatever?“Hey, Ethan,” Martin walked past the officer to meet him. He noticed the slight red swell on Ethan’s face. “What happen
Handcuffed.Never had Ethan thought he would ever wear these. Never in his life did he imagine that one day he’d be this humiliated.He badly wished what was happening to him was a cruel nightmare—a nightmare he desperately wanted to wake up from.But it was real.At this moment, he stared down at his hands, cuffed like a criminal.It triggered a painful memory—a memory seared into his mind. He had just returned from school only to find several cops pinning his father to the floor. One had a gun to his head while others harshly restrained and chained him down.Murderer!“I didn’t do it! I didn’t kill anyone! This is a fucking mistake!” His father, Rowan, cried out while his mother, Yara, struggled helplessly against the officers blocking her path.“Father!” Ethan’s eyes welled up as the officers pressed his father’s head hard against the floor, ignoring his cries of pain.“You’re hurting him!” Ethan yelled, surging forward, but one of them shoved him aside. “He’s not like that! Let my
CLASS“Becca, are you okay?” Twilight asked, noticing her friend’s flushed face and clenched fists.Becca gritted her teeth. “That man is the devil, Twilight! He humiliated me!”Twilight raised a brow. “What happened?”Becca crossed her arms, inhaling a sharp breath. “I tried to… charm him, but he called Vice Chancellor Katherine on me. Can you believe that?”Twilight gasped, her eyes wide with shock. “Wait, what?! He actually called her?”“Yeah, and he didn’t even blink while doing it. Cold bastard!” Becca fumed.Twilight couldn’t help but laugh, though she tried to stifle it. “Well, what did you expect? He doesn’t seem like the type to fall for games like that.”"What's so funny!" Becca snapped at her with a scrowl and Twilight smile dropped. Determination flashed in Becca's eyes. "I’m not done with him yet.”Martin, overhearing their conversation, glanced at Ethan, who was still busy with his notes. He could tell Ethan was trying hard to distract himself and wasn't fully focused o
Ethan whimpered as pain struck his waist. It was dull yet sharp—a reminder of how rough Lucian had handled him last night.His legs felt weak, making him wonder what would have happened if Lucian hadn’t passed out. No, he didn’t want to think about it.He didn’t want to think about any of it.Chatter rose in the classroom. Ethan looked up, meeting Martin’s gaze as he stepped into the class. Martin’s brows knitted in confusion when he realized Ethan had changed his seat.Ethan averted his eyes, placing them on his notebook, guilt gnawing at him. Martin had apologized. Under normal circumstances, it would have been wrong to act this way, but the situation was different now. It was for Martin’s own good.Without a word, Martin sat in his usual seat—right beside Ethan’s old one.Twilight seized the opportunity, sitting next to him with a bright smile.“Hey, Mart,” she greeted him.Martin barely glanced at her before turning back to the board.“What happened between you and the loser?” she
The sun rose, peeking through the curtain, its golden hue settling on Lucian’s face, stirring him from his sleep.Slowly, his eyes fluttered open to a room he barely recognized. This wasn’t his room.Wait! He had slept?Lucian moved, but an arm draped around his torso stopped him. He glanced down, and another wave of shock hit him.Ethan? Why the fûck was Ethan here… with him… while he slept?His heart raced, and fear and concern clouded his mind.Lucian quickly removed the duvet covering Ethan, expecting to see blood or a splitted body. But instead, his eyes met Ethan's naked body, marred with red marks—ones he had inflicted last night out of desire.The boy was in one piece. That was… strange.Lucian could barely recall how he got there. He remembered shifting into his full Lycan form and running aimlessly in the woods. After that, he returned… and then the memories struck him.The way he had mounted Ethan, hard and wild, how Ethan had taken every brutal thrust… Lucian was shocked a
Thrust.It hurt.Thrust.It was so rough than the first time he was mounted. Pain and blur pleasure.Ethan gripped the sheets tight, his body jolting as Lucian slammed into him from behind, giving him no chance to breathe."Urgh… sir… go easy, please," Ethan rasped, shutting his eyes tight. It hurt because he wasn’t ready.m enough.But Lucian wasn’t listening. He didn’t seem to be in his right mind. His fangs were bared, and his glowing golden eyes said it all.It felt like Lucian was about to split him in half.In the darkness, Lucian’s eyes stayed bright gold. His incredibly built frame was on full display, muscles flexing as he held Ethan’s waist firmly, slamming his length in and out of him.For a brief moment, Lucian pulled out, and Ethan glanced back in confusion—only for Lucian to shove himself back in.Hard. Full. Deep.The sudden movement hit that sensitive spot inside him, and Ethan’s mind went wild.“Fuck!!!” Ethan cried out, his body shaking violently as a strange tingling
“What is he going to do to them if he manages to find them?” Ethan asked Eric worriedly, trying his best to keep his voice steady despite the storm within him.With the way Lucian had treated him back at the mansion, Martin and Charlie might be in serious danger.“Are they close to you? Someone you can avoid?” Eric inquired, his voice gentle as he took a sip from his coffee.“They attend the same college as me. Same college where Professor Lucian teaches. One is even in my class. He quite unavoidable because he's kind of popular in school."“Wait, did you just say ‘he’? Like, a guy?” Eric raised a brow, his eyes slightly widening.“Yeah, a guy named Martin. He transferred to the school recently, and he’s my seatmate,” Ethan replied.Eric sighed, scratching his head as he leaned back in his chair. “Great, because that’s actually screwed up. I think you should maybe skip school for a while until the scent fades from Lucian’s memory, which is going to take a while.”“Skip school?” Ethan
Heart racing and pounding loud in his ear, chest heaving as he weaved his way around the people in his way. His eyes caught a basket of tomatoes, and effortlessly he jumped over it, hearing the owner yell after him."Stop!"Ethan glanced at the group of boys chasing after him. Are they not tired? He could barely feel his legs, his strength wearing thin as they had been chasing him for almost an hour.His fist clenched. He couldn't give up; he needed to lose them. If they got to him, it would be over. His rib still hurt, and the doctor had warned him he might have internal bleeding if the bullying didn’t stop. He couldn't afford to get hospitalized, not with so much else to worry about.He glanced back again, just to keep their distance in check, but found them gone. Had he lost them? He halted for a moment—they were nowhere in sight. Gripping his bag closer, he headed for the next corner but was welcomed by a punch to his face.Ethan fell, nose bleeding. His head spun as he hit the gr...
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