Hearing 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
Ethan's eyes widened like that of the moon, his heart skipping a beat at Lucian sudden attack on the officers.That was the last thing he had expected Lucian to fucking do.“Cat got your tongue? Do not test my patience here” Lucian warned the offices, his voice dangerously low "A little bit more of pressure and your heads are going to go ka boom!…”“Sir!” Ethan quickly interfered and Lucian slowly glanced at him over his shoulder. “You need to stop. Stop hurting them”Lucian raised a brow. “And what make you think I will listen to you,” he returned his gaze to the officer. “Tell them to confess instead.”Ethan looked at the officers. “They can't. You are pinning and hurting their head to the wall. Even if they speak you can't hear them.”Lucian clicked his tongue. His little mate was kind of right. Reluncantly, Lucian loosen his grip, both officers had their head bleeding a little, fear swirling in their gaze.They both gasped, stood on their feet and immediately made a great mistake.
The slightly shorter middle-aged man stepped into the room where Lucian was waiting with his arms folded.The Chief’s face was hard. Someone dared to harass not only one but two officers! And even asked for his presence! How daring!He had asked his boys why they didn't put him in jail already, but they seemed a little afraid, as this same dude had threatened them that he would snap their heads off if they dared to touch him.He could tell this man had a menacing aura, but that didn't mean he could do whatever he wanted.“You asked for me?” the Chief raised a brow.Lucian, with his arms crossed over his broad chest, glanced up and met his gaze.The Chief found the face familiar, and as he slowly remembered, his eyes widened like that of a full moon.“M... Mr. Black?” he stuttered, instinctively taking a step back. “Y... you're here? It was you?” He forced a grin and began to laugh awkwardly.The cop beside him became confused by the Chief's sudden outburst.“I... I had no idea you wer
"Please!” The man yelled, snapping Ethan out of his frozen state. The desperation in his voice was deep and clear, striking Ethan with a wave of shock.He even noticed the tears beginning to threaten their way out of the man's eyes.Ethan glanced at the other students, who were clearly amused by the show.“Just do it. Please, boy,” the cop’s voice lowered as he faced Ethan again. It seemed he truly meant it when he said his life depended on it.Ethan was torn between relief and unease. Lucian had forced these men to kneel before him, to beg for forgiveness. The idea of someone wielding that kind of power on his behalf was both intoxicating and terrifying.But should he hit the officer back?Would that make him just as cruel?He hesitated, staring at the man's bowed head. The crowd murmured, waiting for his reaction.Ethan sighed. “No,” he finally said. “I won’t do it.”The officer's head snapped up, eyes wide with surprise.Ethan exhaled sharply and stepped back. “You’ve already humil
“I don’t have time for this. Just drive home,” Xander grumbled in a lazy voice.“If you’re going to complain, then get out of my car,” Martin said, meeting Xander’s gaze through the rearview mirror.“Now I regret not bringing my own car. So, we’re really doing this? Taking a damn tour, spying on a guy you’re obsessed with?” Xander sighed. Martin was the only person who ever got Xander to talk this much.Martin didn’t reply. Instead, he focused on following the bus Ethan had just gotten onto.“Why can’t you just go for someone who actually wants you?” Xander asked.“Because I want Ethan. Simple, Xander. You wouldn’t understand—you never want anyone.”Xander tilted his head slightly. “Well, I like being alone. Trailing some dude or girl ain’t my thing.”Martin scoffed. “Your boring life always worries me.”“Fucking asshole,” Xander muttered under his breath and shut his eyes for the rest of the drive. When the car finally pulled to a halt, he opened them.“Oh wow. Professor Lucian Drave
The sound of running water, echoed of the room, hitting two bodies entwined beneath it, cascading down their skin.Ethan, pinned by Lucian to the wall, bit his own lip, to suppress his moan as Lucian's thick finger took his erected nipple, squeezing and sucking on them.Ethan’s legs were tightly wrapped around Lucian's firm torso, his arms clinging to Lucian's neck so he wouldn’t fall, though Lucian’s hands held his thighs firmly in place.They were still in their boxers, both wet and hot under the shower.Ethan squeezed his eyes shut. The more Lucian sucked and played with his nipples—using his hands, tongue, and even teeth—the harder it was to suppress his moans.He had no idea why he was holding them in. Perhaps he didn’t want to give Lucian the impression that he was truly overwhelmed by the sensation.Ethan didn't realize he was bruising his own lip. Oh, fucking mercy.How could it feel this good?Why did his body react so much, bûrning so much around this man?Lucian, engrossed
STORE"Wait, what?!" Eric's eyes widened as he heard the news from his aunt over the phone. "What do you mean the spell is ready? Did you actually prepare it?""The spell has been complete for a while now. I just wanted to ask how things are going between him and Ethan," Morgana spoke calmly on the other end of the phone."Wait. I thought you were never going to prepare it since you were against breaking a cursed bond for him," Eric said as he took the plastic bag from the store attendant."I can't go against Lucian. You, of all people, know how stubborn that male is," Morgana retorted, and Eric sighed, knowing his aunt was right."Yeah, but..." Eric sighed, his face contorting into a concerned one. "I don't think he'll need it. There's a slight improvement. Lucian is obsessed with the boy.""You know very well that it will take more than a month to actually heal from a wound that deep in his soul. Lucian is a broken soul, far too broken. I'm afraid that soon enough, Ethan won't be ab
Eric’s feet tapped impatiently against the floor, his gaze fixed on the transparent glass that covered the café, overlooking the bustling street. His mind was restless as he glanced at his watch several times.“Where the hell is he?” Eric grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.He drew in a deep breath, but it did nothing to ease the unease settling inside him. The memory kept replaying in his mind, and the more it did, the tighter the knot in his stomach became.He was oblivious to the stares he was receiving from the other customers, especially the women—both young and old. Their whispers pierced the air.Eric was a fine man. He was in the modeling industry, and despite rarely shooting himself, he had won several awards, with nearly every entertainment agency wanting to sign him.Women were ready to throw themselves at him, and of course, he took some of them—mostly on full moons to satisfy his rut—but never… never had he had a girlfriend. And despite his aunt’s scoldings, he st
While feeding Lucian, Ethan could feel Lucian's gaze the whole time. The male didn't for a moment stop staring and he didn't mind.Though his heart raced at intensity, he still continue to feed him and he obediently took them all to the last bite.Ethan cleared the plate and walked back to his with a glass of water. He offered but Lucian didn't accept, still staring.Ethan sighed, who would have thought Lucian has this kid side of him.Gently, he placed the tip of the cup on Lucian's lips, gently titling I pour the water into his mouth. Lucian drank till the last drop, watching Ethan dropped the glass away."Have you eaten?" Lucian finally spoke.Ethan folded his arms across his chest. "Yeah?""Uhm" Lucian cleared him throat. "Thanks""Are you just going to keep staring or you're going to tell me, what in the world is going on?" Ethan asked. "You promised to tell me. Now I wanna every one of it. Don't dare skip anything because I would be so mad at you if I find out" he warned."Fine
‘Lucian!’‘Please come back to me!’‘I’m sorry.’‘Come back!!’Lucian gasped awake on the bed, sweat dripping down his forehead, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, eyes darting around.His room?Wait. How did he get here?His brows furrowed as he collected his memories. Right—Zeno took Ethan, and he had gone to save him, and...Lucian froze, his brows knitting further. He sat up immediately, eyes wide. He couldn't remember what happened next.‘Stay away!’Ethan's voice echoed. Lucian hissed as his head throbbed. Shit!Ethan had yelled at him. Rejected him. Had been scared of him, and he had...Why the fuck couldn’t he remember?!Lucian swung the sheet from his body, rose from the bed, and burst out of his room. Breath heavy, eyes darting frantically, he settled them on Butler Ben.“Ethan,” he breathed worriedly, approaching Ben. “Where is he?…”“Uh…” Before Ben could reply, another voice sounded.“Lucian?”Lucian’s head snapped around, sighting the person he was desper
"Let me out of here, bastard!" Ethan yelled at the men."Seriously, are you not going to gag him?" one of them spoke, staring at Ethan in disgust."Yeah... I better," the second said, eyes searching for a rope."He's going to kill you all, bastards!" Ethan yelled again.The one who seemed to be the boss of the men in the room chuckled.He stepped forward, dark eyes glittering with amusement as he crouched before Ethan and grabbed his jaw."Kill us?" he drawled mockingly. "That little professor of yours is probably dead by now. All we're waiting for is Zeno's call before we cut your guts open."Ethan jerked his face away, trying to mask his fear. He was terrified, but he didn’t want to give these men what they wanted.The man barked a short laugh. "Look at you, trying to act tough. No one is coming to save you, boy. Just say your last words instead."Could they be right?Is Lucian coming? Will he find him?Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped.A chill crept down their spines.
Martin gasped, hearing the gunshots, his head snapping toward the door.What the hell was that?Are they shooting Mr. Black? And if so… why did they have to shoot so many bullets to bring him down?What did you expect, Martin? Perhaps Mr. Black brought his men.But he had clearly heard Mr. Black came with just the man named Eric.A groan tore through his throat. He was gagged, hands tied behind him. Every part of him ached. He needed to get out of here and find Ethan before they hurt him.Once Zeno was done here, he planned to take Ethan's life—and he couldn't let that happen.“Shut the hell up!” the man watching him snapped, but Martin didn’t stop struggling against the rope, letting out muffled sounds.“Shut up!” the man yelled but clutched his ears as the gunshots sounded even louder.“Shit! Just how many men did Mr. Black bring?”A scream pierced the air the moment the gunshots stopped, followed by the sickening crack of bones and the tear of flesh…Then a guttural growl—one that
“But I want to help,” Xander insisted. “The tracker can…”“We know everything before you came. Even the location of where Ethan is,” Eric said, and Xander's face went pale. “Seriously? Why did you think it was easy for Martin to take Ethan?”Right. Xander had thought about that too. Mr. Black wouldn't let his security slip around Ethan after Mr. Moore's attack.Xander glanced at Lucian, who still hadn't spoken a word. This man was hella dangerous.“Your method was pretty cool but very old. I'm sure your father already suspected your movements and might have seen through Martin.” Eric continued. “Nice effort, kid.”“Ah,” Lucian let out a deep sigh. “I can't believe I lost the bet.” His eyes finally fluttered open.Then he rose to his feet, locking gaze with Xander. His piercing gaze made Xander wonder if this was truly the professor in their school.It was as though his menacing aura had just increased tenfold.He approached with light, steady, and deliberate steps. If Xander weren't
"Urgh! Let me out of here!”“Martin!”Martin's jaw clenched as Ethan's voice trailed behind him while he headed to the car with Zeno and a few men.He took a last glance at the restricted building in the middle of the woods before entering the car. Zeno had chosen this location so Ethan would be hard to find.It was several miles away from the city; barely a soul could be seen around here.After almost an hour of driving, Zeno spoke, breaking the silence in the car.“Where the hell is Xander?” he asked, while Martin kept his gaze on the passing view outside the car window.“I don't know,” he replied.“Ha… don't give me that kind of crappy answer. You expect me to believe you don't know where your bastard brother is?” Zeno barked out a soft laugh. “I thought you both were close; I guess that’s wrong. How could you not have told him you were about to betray your friend?”“Because you asked me not to tell anyone,” Martin's fists clenched. “And, point of correction… Ethan is not my friend
He didn't return last night.Ethan bit the inside of his cheek. Lucian wasn’t home.What could have kept him so busy that he didn’t show up? What could be the reason?Another woman?Ethan slammed his palm against his forehead. Don’t think like that, Ethan. You can’t be insecure. Lucian hasn’t been with any other woman ever since he met him.But why did he worry so much about him? It felt like he couldn’t breathe properly when Lucian wasn’t around for too long. It had been almost two days, and he was missing him.Could it be because Lucian was investigating his father’s case or it was simply due to his work?Ethan sighed. He asked himself too many questions. He should be more worried about the school that was about to kick him out.Ethan’s phone rang, and with a swift movement, he reached for it.The hospital?“Mr. Wave… your mother has gone into a critical state…”That was all Ethan allowed himself to hear before bolting out of the room, ignoring Butler Ben’s voice calling after him.
“Help who again?”Eric drew in a deep breath, fully aware that Lucian had heard him the first time but chose to pretend he hadn't. Classic Lucian.“Luther’s sons.”A laugh broke from Lucian’s throat—light and soft at first, then growing louder until it echoed through the four corners of the private club room.Eric waited patiently for him to finish. He knew it would be damn near impossible to convince this crazy male to help them—mostly because of Martin. Lycans don’t forget their enemies.They don’t forgive, and they sure as hell don’t forget. Once you’re on their blacklist, you stay there forever.Especially someone as crazy as his friend here.And when they finally strike, Lycans tend to wipe out every trace of their enemies—including their offspring.Mr. Moore wasn’t the only victim. The poor man lost everything in a blink, including his son. Now, it’s as if that fool never existed.Lycans do give warnings, though. Once, twice... and by the third time, the victim finds out what de
A ragged cough tore from his throat, his fist rising to his mouth. Yara gave him a worried look and pointed to the bottled water on the table beside him. Ethan reached for it and drank nearly half the contents. He cleared his throat and gave Yara a quick smile. “What kind of work did you do though? All these things are so expensive. How come he got them for me? I don’t think I can accept them. They’re all too much.” Ethan’s eyes darted. He needed to change the topic. “What kind of job do you do, Ethan?” “I…” Ethan paused. What could he say? Should he reveal everything from the start? How he met Lucian, his brutality, his true nature, the bond between them... Ethan realized so much had happened in such a short span of time. He couldn’t say it all—well, not yet. And he didn’t want to lie to his mother either. “Oh my!” Yara gasped, eyes wide. Ethan looked at her, confused. “Huh? Mom, what’s wrong?” “Don’t tell me you’re doing something illegal. Did you join some gangster sh*t?