VANDERIt had been a long time since I’d been behind the wheel, and damn, had I missed it. This…was where I could be myself, not within the stifling walls of that house.The moment my foot hit the gas, I felt that familiar high. The world blurred past in streaks of green, and the hum of the engine sent a thrill straight through me. This was the kind of thing that made me feel alive. No pretense, no fake smiles, no expectations. Just the open road, the car, and my hands wrapped around the wheel like I owned the world. Except. I didn’t own the world. I owned nothing.In the passenger seat, Dala was clutching her seatbelt like it was a damn rosary, looking at me like I was about to drive us straight into a ditch.“Vander!” she yelped, her voice pitching as I swerved past a slow-moving truck with barely a foot of space between us. “I’d really, really appreciate it if you didn’t have us scraped off the pavement today.”I smirked, not slowing in the slightest. “Where’s the fun in that?”“T
DALAThe rain sure had comedic timing, calling a ceasefire as soon as it was time to go. I stepped outside the diner, and there was a limousine. An actual black, stretch, windows-too-dark-to-see-anything-inside limousine— same as this morning. My brain screeched to a halt, my mind on autopilot as I gawked hard, blinking again before turning on my heels to Knox, who had a perfectly crafted smile gracing his face.“Really? What’s this?” Knox stood beside it, casually tucking his hands in his pockets, like this wasn’t the most obnoxious display of wealth I’d seen up close, probably second to them having a whole private classroom. His thin, red…luscious lips (if you were me, you’d stare too. He’s stupidly attractive) curled into an infuriatingly smug smile. “Your chariot, obviously.”“You brought a whole limo?” I gestured at it like I needed someone else to confirm I wasn’t hallucinating. “For what? To pick up little ol’ me?”Kai, who stood by the door, snorted, barely looking up from
VANDERI didn’t even know why I’d brought it up here— the cigarette packet flicking back and forth between my fingers. It wasn’t lit, not even opened, and I shouldn’t. I was trying to quit, after all.The rooftop was still enough to calm the storm in my head, though it was one step of self-control away from just lighting one up and being done with it. It wasn’t like I was addicted or anything, I could stop if I wanted to.The door behind me creaked open, but I didn’t turn as Kael’s steady footsteps resounded closer. “I thought you were trying to quit,” Kael’s voice cut through the silence.I exhaled slowly, pressing the packet between my thumb and forefinger. “I don’t have a reason to quit, like you.” Kael didn’t respond right away. We both knew what the silence meant. He stood next to me, gazing at the open, velvety sky. Kael had always been the only one to check in without pushing or prying.Seconds slipped by, time taking up space between us. “Thanks, man,” I mentioned, glancing
KNOXKai and I were sprawled out in my room doing important work.Important work had us glued to my laptop screen. LunaLust’s latest stream was playing, and neither of us had spoken in minutes—too busy watching and melting.Fuck. She was sexy. There was just something about her that reeled me in so deep I couldn’t care to detach.“Bro!” Kai muttered, “Why couldn’t the moon goddess give me a mate like that? What kind of injustice is this? She moves like water, fucking hell! Why is Kael missing this?”“He’s probably wanking to—”“You know he wouldn’t,” Kai intercepted, and it was true. Kael was decent—maybe too decent—for dirty things like that if I wasn’t forcing him into them.I hummed her background tune, my fingers tapping absently against the laptop’s trackpad as I replayed the last few seconds. “Dude, you’ve replayed that like ten times,” Kai complained, launching a pillow at me. I caught it before it hit my face and shoved it off. “Shut up.”I rewound, but this time, something c
Don’t Trust Your Bitchy Aunt.”DALA“Hey, you!" I flinched at the loud thud of the door that followed. “Lunch is served, and my Mom wants you downstairs,” Isabella announced, leaning against the doorframe like she owned the place. Her phone was pressed to her ear, and her voice carried that lazy arrogance I’d come to always expect from her. I frowned, putting away the notepad balanced on my knees. “Lunch is served or I’m supposed to serve lunch?” Isabella just gave me a look— half disgust, half annoyance— before rolling her eyes. “It’s already on the table, dummy!” She turned on her heel, still chatting into the phone as she headed down the hallway. “Have you heard? The Erymor triplets are back from their tour. They’re even hotter now— yes, hotter! Like, how is that possible?” I stood, more confused than ever. Lunch was never “served” in this house by anyone except me. I was the one who cooked, plated, and cleaned up afterward. The idea that someone else had somehow prepared
What In The MadHouse Is This Place?”DALAWhen my eyes flickered open, the first thing I registered was the soft hum of the car engine. I squinted against the light streaming through the windows and shot upright in my seat. "Where are we?" My voice was hoarse; my throat dry as I watched how the vehicle weaved through gate after gate as imposing as prison bars. The driver, a stiffened man with a scar slicing through one eyebrow, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. "The mansion," he said curtly. “What mansion?!" I half yelled, panic surging through me. The driver didn’t respond this time; his stone-cold face reflected in the rearview mirror, and his silence only amplified my unease. Instinctively, my hand reached for the door handle. Locked. “I said, what mansion?” I snapped, clawing at the locked door handle again. "Let me out!" I shouted, kicking the seat in front of me like a child throwing a tantrum. Without warning, the driver slammed his foot on the brakes. The
You Belong To All Three Of Us.”DALAMy body shivered and I clenched my fist, not sure if it was out of shock or fury. The lady beneath him tilted her head back, her lips parted in what looked like pain. She's going to die at this rate but… not under my watch! “What the hell are you doing?!” I shouted, throwing myself at him. I hit him full force and it felt like my body ran into a brick wall. The drink in his hand spilled but he barely budged. Nonetheless, I managed to wedge myself between them, pushing his chest with all the strength I had. “Get away from her!” I yelled protectively but subtly, my stomach curled at the feeling of his bare chest against my hand. The young man raised his brow, clearly unimpressed by my outburst. His grip on the lady loosened, and he sucked in breath. “Why are you here?" He drawled, his tone far too casual for a man who was caught strangling someone!“Are you insane?” I spat, glaring up at him. “You were just trying to—” Goosebumps coated
Tell Anyone And You Are Dead!”DALA“Young man? Point of correction— I do not belong to anyone. Definitely not three haggard-looking dudes.” I fired back, though the men before me were a stark contrast to my words. Knox whose piercing gaze hadn’t left mine, was a mix of cold command and barely restrained lust. The one in a green shirt– I met him first at the lobby and still had that unyielding smirk so infuriating it made my teeth clench. And the kitchen guy with a revealed toned muscle? He looked like he’d rather be anywhere else but here, though the sharpness in his eyes warned he wasn’t to be underestimated. They didn’t just look alike— they were identical in every way that mattered: tall, broad-shouldered, devastatingly handsome, and radiating power. “Woah… careful, girl!” Smirky cautioned. “That attitude might get you hurt.” “Then go ahead,” I spat, lifting my chin. “If you’re going to hurt me, stop wasting my time and get it over with.” The room went silent. For a momen
KNOXKai and I were sprawled out in my room doing important work.Important work had us glued to my laptop screen. LunaLust’s latest stream was playing, and neither of us had spoken in minutes—too busy watching and melting.Fuck. She was sexy. There was just something about her that reeled me in so deep I couldn’t care to detach.“Bro!” Kai muttered, “Why couldn’t the moon goddess give me a mate like that? What kind of injustice is this? She moves like water, fucking hell! Why is Kael missing this?”“He’s probably wanking to—”“You know he wouldn’t,” Kai intercepted, and it was true. Kael was decent—maybe too decent—for dirty things like that if I wasn’t forcing him into them.I hummed her background tune, my fingers tapping absently against the laptop’s trackpad as I replayed the last few seconds. “Dude, you’ve replayed that like ten times,” Kai complained, launching a pillow at me. I caught it before it hit my face and shoved it off. “Shut up.”I rewound, but this time, something c
VANDERI didn’t even know why I’d brought it up here— the cigarette packet flicking back and forth between my fingers. It wasn’t lit, not even opened, and I shouldn’t. I was trying to quit, after all.The rooftop was still enough to calm the storm in my head, though it was one step of self-control away from just lighting one up and being done with it. It wasn’t like I was addicted or anything, I could stop if I wanted to.The door behind me creaked open, but I didn’t turn as Kael’s steady footsteps resounded closer. “I thought you were trying to quit,” Kael’s voice cut through the silence.I exhaled slowly, pressing the packet between my thumb and forefinger. “I don’t have a reason to quit, like you.” Kael didn’t respond right away. We both knew what the silence meant. He stood next to me, gazing at the open, velvety sky. Kael had always been the only one to check in without pushing or prying.Seconds slipped by, time taking up space between us. “Thanks, man,” I mentioned, glancing
DALAThe rain sure had comedic timing, calling a ceasefire as soon as it was time to go. I stepped outside the diner, and there was a limousine. An actual black, stretch, windows-too-dark-to-see-anything-inside limousine— same as this morning. My brain screeched to a halt, my mind on autopilot as I gawked hard, blinking again before turning on my heels to Knox, who had a perfectly crafted smile gracing his face.“Really? What’s this?” Knox stood beside it, casually tucking his hands in his pockets, like this wasn’t the most obnoxious display of wealth I’d seen up close, probably second to them having a whole private classroom. His thin, red…luscious lips (if you were me, you’d stare too. He’s stupidly attractive) curled into an infuriatingly smug smile. “Your chariot, obviously.”“You brought a whole limo?” I gestured at it like I needed someone else to confirm I wasn’t hallucinating. “For what? To pick up little ol’ me?”Kai, who stood by the door, snorted, barely looking up from
VANDERIt had been a long time since I’d been behind the wheel, and damn, had I missed it. This…was where I could be myself, not within the stifling walls of that house.The moment my foot hit the gas, I felt that familiar high. The world blurred past in streaks of green, and the hum of the engine sent a thrill straight through me. This was the kind of thing that made me feel alive. No pretense, no fake smiles, no expectations. Just the open road, the car, and my hands wrapped around the wheel like I owned the world. Except. I didn’t own the world. I owned nothing.In the passenger seat, Dala was clutching her seatbelt like it was a damn rosary, looking at me like I was about to drive us straight into a ditch.“Vander!” she yelped, her voice pitching as I swerved past a slow-moving truck with barely a foot of space between us. “I’d really, really appreciate it if you didn’t have us scraped off the pavement today.”I smirked, not slowing in the slightest. “Where’s the fun in that?”“T
DALA The lecture was torture. And not the ‘Ugh, I hate this subject’ kind. No, no. This was the ‘Why am I here? Who did I offend in my past life?’ type of suffering. Professor Xavier—because apparently, that was his actual title—stood at the front of the room, looking like he’d rather be anywhere but here, which was ironic considering I was thinking the same thing. He went on and on, his deep voice droning over topics I wasn’t even sure existed before today. If I wasn’t trying so hard not to attract attention, I would’ve laid my head on my desk and accepted my fate. There were only a few students, which made it worse. There was no place to hide. Every time Xavier’s sharp gaze swept over the room, I felt like a criminal under trial. Then, as if the universe hadn’t done enough, he said the words that made my stomach drop. “You will each meet me in my office before the week runs out to get my signature on your enrollment file. No exceptions.” Oh. Great. The only thing worse th
DALA “Watch where you are going.” I barely had time to process the impact before I stumbled back, nearly losing my balance. I had straight walked into a firm, broad chest of a young man. Fear grazed my spine. One would think this was a meet-cute until I blinked up, and my stomach instantly twisted into knots. A pair of sharp brown eyes burned down at me, filled with the kind of disgust that made my blood pressure skyrocket. The arrogantly good-looking dude ogled me as I had just crawled out of the sewer and flung myself at him. His chiselled jaw tightened, contorting his expression into pure coldness and scorn. Just a minute now, and I might just sink into the ground. This person was barely restraining himself from shoving me into another dimension. “Are you blind?” he asked, his deep voice cutting through my last thread of patience. My cheeks heated up, and I was stuck between yelling and apologizing. It was true that I bumped into him, but why was he being so goddamn ru
DALA“What?” I was beyond shocked, my jaw slacked. That wasn’t a question— it was a straight up accusation. “What did you just say to me?”He snickered, still looking at me without a single readable emotion on his face. The judgment in his tone wasn’t obvious in his expression at all. Then simply, Vander turned, fixing his airpods back like he hadn’t just insulted my entire existence. Why was I offended, though? He wasn’t far from the truth, but hearing him utter it felt like a slap.Without thinking, I yanked the airpod out of his right ear. “What did you just say to me?” I quizzed, anger lacing my words.I just wanted to know if he’d seen something or if Knox had said something inappropriate about me. My pride was hanging in the balance. Vander’s gaze hardened, wandering between my face and his airpod within my fingertips.He let out a deep, frustrated sigh. “Don’t piss me off,” he growled lowly. “Why has the question gotten you so worked up if it's false?”“Are you fucking kidding
DALAAs if existing wasn’t hard enough, I had to go to school. Today. “Wow! You really are nailing this student look!” Arya commented as I stepped into her room in my uniform.It looked prettier than I thought. The white shirt fit me like a glove, with a pleated skirt and vest of the same dark green shade— the same colour as the pack’s logo. Though I loved it, it didn’t make sense for a college to have uniforms.Lochavia was just too extra. Every single thing about this place felt over the top.Offering a small smile, I carefully placed a tray of fruit salad on the small wooden table next to her bed.Her hair still looked rough and tangled from sleeping well—at least someone slept well. For some reason, Arya wouldn’t take her eyes off me, which only heightened my anxiety.Internally, I already had much to say about my appearance, so her unblinking eyes weren’t making it easy. “Did you sleep well?” I asked, momentarily drifting my gaze to her bulging stomach that jutted from the blank
DALAI should have kept my mouth shut because Knox now stared at me like he’d seen a ghost, eyes darting uncontrollably.Did I do something wrong? The ache between my thighs wasn’t going away, and I was more than ready to risk it all. I needed him right now, bad. But Knox withdrew from me, though I couldn’t read his expression.That rush and hunger were no longer visible in him; rather, he looked retired, a hint of boredom now clouding his expression.I knew I should have shut the hell up. I sat up, my eyes beholding him as my breath quickened. “What?”He tucked his cock back into his pants, the print still very much obvious. It was almost impossible to tear my eyes away. What the hell was going on?“What happened?” I asked again, impatience sliding into my tone as I waddled to the edge of the bed.“Put on your clothes and get out, Omega,” Knox instructed without breaking a sweat. His words felt like a slap across my face.My expression contorted into a frown, I stood up, bordering be