“I have never felt this way about anyone," the hunk, pulling me flush against his chest. I could feel my cock twitch. I knew this was wrong. I had a girlfriend. But yet, the thought of the college King so close to me affected me in ways I couldn't dare admit. “Please," I breathed, feeling his beards tickle my chin as his lips closed over my neck, soft and possessive. He grabbed my head and his lips locked on mine. “Mate!" He growled and I felt his teeth sink into my flesh. Dante Kamen had just moved to a new town with her mother and enrolled into Dowell University. But little did he know his life would change forever. The college king, Asked Lowel, a ruthless rogue wolf with a dark past hates his guts. But underneath all that hate and rivalry is a secret chemistry and passion that even he can't fight. Dante’s life is in danger because of Asher’s bond with him. Mateo, the academy's enigmatic rich kid, has eyes on their affair and seeks to uncover Asher's supernatural nature. Never did Asher think he'll find his mate. But fate has different plans and Asher must choose a life of misery or go down a path of the unconventional. Two men. A dark past. And a future none of them ever imagined.
View MoreDANTEYesterday, I retired to bed with lots of thoughts going on in my mind. I woke up this morning, my breath becoming heavier. I checked the time, it was almost seven a.m, which means I have to wake up early otherwise I'm late for class already.I managed to get my sore body off the bed and started staggering towards the fridge, taking a glass of water to help myself. I gulped down everything in one go,trying to even my breath.“You are already involve. Just act normal.”Asher's word kept going through and fro in my head, making it hard for me to stop thinking about it. I knew that there was something up with him and suspected he was involved in this werewolf stuff, but hearing the confession from him just hits different.That confirms Mateo's suspicions, but what I don't understand is what Matteo is trying to benefit from all this. A part of me felt like I had to do my best, like I had to do whatever it takes to make sure that Asher is safe. Definitely bizarre.It's better to stay
DANTE I didn’t believe him.Or maybe I did, and that was the problem.Asher was sitting there, calm as ever, like we weren’t talking about something that should’ve been impossible. Like I wasn’t sitting across from him, trying to pretend that my whole world wasn’t flipping upside down.I looked down at my tray, at the food I wasn’t eating. I picked up my fork and stabbed at the scrambled eggs, pushing them around like they were the most interesting thing in the world.I could feel Asher watching me. He wasn’t saying anything, but he didn’t have to. He was waiting.I sighed and set the fork down. “You know,” I muttered, “this would be a whole lot easier if you just said something.”Asher tilted his head slightly. “Like what?”I shot him a look. “I don’t know. Something that makes sense.”He smirked, and I hated that it still had that stupid, cocky effect on me. “Everything I’ve said makes sense.”I scoffed. “Right. Sure. Claw marks show up at the library, you claim it wasn’t you, and
DANTE I woke up feeling like my head had been smashed against a brick wall. For a few seconds, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where I was. My dorm. Right. Safe.Sort of.The last thing I remembered was walking out of Asher’s place. My mind had been racing, my body sore, my stomach twisted into knots. Even now, my muscles ached, like I’d run a marathon in my sleep.I turned onto my side, groaning as my shoulder throbbed. My blankets were tangled around me, half on the floor, half wrapped around my legs.I had slept like crap.I reached for my phone on the nightstand and squinted at the screen. 10:12 AM.Great. Missed my morning class.I sighed, rubbing my eyes. Normally, I’d be freaking out about that, but today? I couldn’t bring myself to care. Everything still felt weird. Not just because of last night. Not just because of Asher. It was me. I felt off.Like something wasn’t sitting right in my own skin.I pushed the thought away and forced myself to get
DANTE I blinked my eyes open and the first thing I noticed was the quiet. The room was dim, only a ray of light coming from the window. Everything felt still like the air was holding its breath. My body ached, my head was heavy, and the faint smell of pine and earth filled my nose.I wasn’t in my dorm.That realization hit me all at once, making my pulse pick up. The bed was too big, the sheets softer than the cheap ones in my room, and the smell? It was familiar, but not mine. Panic crept up my spine as I pushed myself up, groaning at the stiffness in my muscles. I barely made it halfway before a voice stopped me.“You shouldn’t be moving.”I froze.That voice. My heart slammed against my ribs as I turned my head. And there he was.Asher.Sitting in a chair near the window, arms crossed, watching me. His expression was unreadable, his blue eyes unreadable. Memories of last night crashed into me all at once.The chase. The shadow in the trees. The monster with black eyes.And Asher,
DANTEThe library was dead silent. It always was at this time of the night. Most students didn’t stick around after dark, but I liked the quiet. No one bumping into me. No distractions. Just me, my books, and the hum of the flickering overhead lights.I stacked my notes into my backpack, stretching as I stood up. My back was stiff from hunching over my laptop for hours, and my eyes burned from staring at the screen for too long. I glanced at my phone, it was 11:47 P.M.Damn. I wasn’t meant to stay this late.I slung my bag over my shoulder and made my way toward the exit. The library felt different at night. The long, empty rows of bookshelves cast weird shadows, and the dim emergency lights near the doors gave everything a bluish glow.I shook off the eerie feeling creeping up my spine. It was just my imagination.Pushing the heavy doors open, I stepped out into the cold night air. The campus was practically deserted. A few distant streetlights flickered, casting long, twisting shado
DANTEI tell myself I don’t care about Asher.I tell myself I’m just going to the gym to clear my mind, to focus on something other than the mess my life has become.I tell myself a lot of things.But none of them fucking matter the moment I step inside and see him.He was standing near the lockers, his black tank top damp with sweat, clinging to his body in a way that makes my throat dry. His curly black hair is slightly damp too, strands falling into his face as he tilts his head, laughing at something.I don’t know why I stopped walking.I don’t know why my fingers tighten around my water bottle, why I suddenly feel like I shouldn’t be here. And then I see him. Some blonde guy. Tall, built, confident. And way too close.My stomach tightens as I watch the guy casually rest a hand on Asher’s arm, fingers lingering a second too long, and Asher lets him. Something sharp twists in my chest. I should walk away. I should not care. But I do.I try to ignore them, forcing myself to keep wal
DANTEI knocked on the door, taking deep breaths. I can't believe I actually showed up here despite mixed feelings. I wanted to turn around to leave, but it was too late, and Amir opened up the door. A smirk appeared on his face. “Look who it is?” He chuckled lightly. “I never thought you'd actually show up. Who knew you cared about Asher that much?”I rolled my eyes at his statement, this was not what I came here for. “Can we get this over with or would you prefer I leave instead?” I threatened.He continued laughing, irritating the hell out of me. I couldn't take it anymore and was about to leave, but he pulled me back, his laughter ceasing.“Sorry about that, dude,” he apologized. “You know I'm just messing with you, right?”He punched me slightly on the arm. I tried ignoring it, acting like it was nothing, but deep inside I was still kind of offended. He led me to the living room where Mateo was seated. We maintained eye contact for a second before Slyder broke the silence.“Can w
ASHERI stopped on my tracks when I noticed something unusual. I checked the spot that caught my attention, not surprised to see that it was some belongings. Maybe it belonged to a passerby or some traveller. I walked past it, but a sense of deja vu hit me. Almost like, I had seen that bag somewhere and I was trying my best to recall it, but couldn't.“Check it then. Argh!” Dean groaned out of frustration.I rolled my eyes at his statement, but curiosity killed the cat. I checked and recalled it in a matter of seconds, it was the place where I had caught Mateo spying on me. A smirk formed on my lips as I thought about that pathetic prick.I bent down, checking his bags for clues and found nothing, but there was something else that caught my attention. My eyes darted to the footprints on the ground, leading me to the direction he went in. He must have not gone far.“Are we really going to look for that asshole instead? Don't we have important things to do?” Dean whined.“It would only
DANTE I tried sneaking into Mrs porters class, but she caught me, giving me a disapproving look that made me feel weird in my stomach, and I actively tried to avoid her gaze, but it was like it was piercing through my soul.“You're late,” she said, crossing her hands.I gulped down on my saliva, trying hard to avoid her gaze. “I'm sorry about that, Mrs Porter. I had some emergency to deal with and wasn't able to make it on time,” I explained.I could tell that she wasn't buying my story. I didn't need her to though, I just wanted to go through this class and other ones, and then go back home, study and get a good night's sleep.She shrugged. “I'd pardon you for today, but if you come late again, you'd be meeting with the vice chancellor,” she warned.I nodded in response, making my way towards the little entrance that led to my chair. I sat down, trying to process everything that she was teaching. I tried hard to listen to everything that she was saying, but at the same time my mind
Dante“Beep, beep, beep,” my alarm clock buzzed, pulling me from my beautiful slumber.“Shut up,” I mumbled, turning off the alarm and turning to the other side of my bed to continue with my sleep. A few minutes later, the clock buzzed again.God, I hate Mondays. I hate my new life. Life was perfect till my mom got transferred to another city and that meant I had to change my environment. Although I’m already used to the constant relocation, I thought that would be the last since I’m entering university, but according to her, she can’t handle me staying back alone.I had a life for crying out loud. My girlfriend, buddies, and the amazing grandma that lived next door, name them. At this point, I think my alarm clock and I should switch places. Maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about preparing for school. I grumbled and pulled the duvet over my head to think about my life.Just then, I heard a light knock on my door but I decided to ignore it. The knock came again along with my mom’s voice...
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