Gosh, not this guy again. It was Brock, but I couldn't spot any of his friends around.I diverted my gaze away from him and continued walking like I didn't see him. However, just when I moved a few steps, I heard him running toward me from behind. Really?"For the gazillionth time, what do you want from me, Brock? Seriously, how many more 'hints' do I have to give you to let you know I'm not interested?" I swerved my head back to him and asked with creased eyebrows. At this point, he'd gotten a few feet close to me but paused when he saw my anger and irritation. A few students were throwing us curious glances and even stares, but I tried my best to ignore them and placed all my focus on the dickhead in front of me. Brock scratched his neck awkwardly. His fingers were all so fidgety that you'd think he was the one called 'Twitch' in his little group. Anyway, he finally spoke up in response to my questions. "I'm not taking your hints because I'm not giving up on you, Nimue. I've g
“So, if we're all ready, here are the rules. No talking and no movement of any kind without my permission is allowed." Miss Matilda began as she began handing out the papers for the test. "I am watching all of you like a hawk. You hear me? A hawk."Coincidentally, when she said that last part, she'd gotten to our table and kept her gaze on us for an uncomfortably extended period.I gulped, looking away awkwardly as she gave us our papers. After two minutes or so, the lecturer had finished distributing the papers and went to the front of the hall."Your test begins..." She paused, looking at her watch. "NOW."And with that, everyone got busy, placing all their attention on the test papers. I did the same but then paused when I saw the questions. What the...?"Nadia," I whispered, trying to get her attention. She gave me a questioning side eye before nervously glancing at Miss Matilda. "We literally just started, what is it?" She muttered back while writing down on her paper. I pan
Kieran~~I couldn't be wrong, Nimue was down there in the basement. As annoying as it was, I could never miss her scent even from a mile away. Scratch growled with an intimate desire for our mate, but I hesitated. "What if she's hurt down there? Ask yourself, what could she possibly be doing in the basement of all places?" Scratch asked me with a desperate tone even as my hand lingered hesitantly on the door knob. 'Well, she's made it clear that I should leave her alone, so why don't I respect her wish?' I replied with a mental scoff. Just when I turned away from the door, I spotted Lucille walking out of the class where I'd left her. 'Shit, she's going to see me and want to hang around me or something.' I groaned silently to Scratch. However, he was quite calm and spoke with a relaxed tone. "Relax, dude. If you want to avoid Lucille, you know exactly what to do."My brows creased in confusion at first until I turned my gaze back to the basement door. Ugh, heck no. "Hey, now.
A few days passed since my encounter with Nimue in the school's basement. Ever since that day, I noticed how she put so much effort into avoiding me, both in school and at home. While this happened, I had to go through the torture of watching her and Jin from a distance. Yes, that's what I would call it. Torture!Imagine watching your mate— who's also your step-sister by the way— frolicking around with your worst enemy. Under the same roof, I called 'home' too. On one of these particular days, I witnessed something unnerving from my room upstairs. Jin driving Nimue back home had become the new normal. No one, not even Dad or the Alpha council seemed to care much about it again, even after they'd warned that they'd keep an eye on the two of them. Anyway, Jin's car drove into the compound after school, and I stood at my window, watching as he and Nimue got down like some top-class power couple. My hands clenched into fists, especially when I watched Jin getting disturbingly close
My gaze lingered on Ulmer for a little too long. It still irked me that this was the woman my father placed in my mother's place. She had tried so hard to fill those shoes, too. I remembered how she rarely wore dresses when she newly arrived here but ever since her marriage to my Dad, she'd been wearing luxury dresses even though she rarely ever went out of the mansion. Speaking of which, the way everyone referred to her as 'Luna' during the mating ceremony, completely forgetting about my mother's existence, made my blood boil to this day.Anyway, Ulmer spoke up with a smile. "May I come in?" I scoffed, not hiding my irritation in the slightest. "What do you want, Ulmer? If this is one of my father's tricks to get me to accept you into this family, into MY family... Then you can go tell him that I'll not be a pawn in his little game."Ulmer drew in a deep breath, seemingly hurt by my words. I low-key felt bad for her, oddly enough. But I didn't let that erase the fact that I detes
“I can't believe we forgot about mom." I groaned, rubbing my forehead the second Ulmer shut the door behind her. Scratch didn't seem too bothered. "You can't blame yourself. With all the unnecessary drama going on in our lives— because you're too much of a jerk to just accept our mate — it's natural that we'll forget other things."Forget my own mother? Nah, that was too much, even for me. I'd stopped my interrogations on Dad concerning her whereabouts because it had all proved fruitless. No matter how much I asked or how angry I seemed, his lips were always tightly sealed. "Did we ever follow that lead we got before Nimue's arrival?" I asked Scratch as I went to my desk and opened my laptop. Before Nimue and her mother came with all their drama, I'd gotten a lead from an anonymous person online about my mother's whereabouts. My mother had been gravely ill before she went missing. According to the pack's doctors, the complications didn't seem medical at all. No matter how much th
“What are you looking at?" Lucille's annoying voice echoed in my ears. I jolted a bit in surprise at first before snapping my head to look at her. "What is your problem? Seriously." I asked, my tone icier than I Intended. But it doesn't matter, it was Lucille after all. She wore a handless red dress and had her irritating green-tinted hair flowing to her waist. I watched as the smile she had on her excessively makeup stained face disappeared and was replaced with a scowl after hearing my words. However, she hid it again pretty quickly and blurted. "Jeez, sorry that I cared enough to check on you. It's just that you seemed kinda... Lost in thought. What's eating you up?" She asked at the end, the fake affection in her voice unmistakable. I scoffed, tearing my gaze away from her before muttering. "You."Anyway, I turned my gaze back to Jin's car but realized he wasn't in it anymore. Crap, he'd walked out during the time Lucille used to yap bullshit into my ears. I turned to her,
Nimue~~I blinked erratically, my eyes following Brock's movement. He still stood there, stunned as if he was trying to make sense of what he was seeing.And honestly, who could blame him?I took a glance at myself in a nearby mirror in the bathroom to get a view of myself. Gosh, Luna's wolf form was beautiful!She stood on all fours and was almost as tall as a human. She had white fur that flowed into the air like clouds. It was quite unfortunate that even though she— or rather we— looked so beautiful, a human could perceive that beauty as something monstrous. I struggled to speak but no words came out of my mouth. What came out instead was a hushed howl. "N– Nimue?" Brock stuttered, his voice breaking with disbelief. Desperate, I took a step forward but paused when he stepped back. His face was overridden with terror, his eyes darting around in confusion. 'Luna... Luna, are you there?' I called out to my Luna wolf. 'Get me out of here. If Brock goes out there he's going to tel