Torture

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