Fear got a vise hold of my throat, and tears fill my eyes when Jack rips away my blouse, revealing my breast.
"Please don't..." I'm sniffling, actively trying to conjure fire, but nothing is happening.
Self-confidence is essential when summoning my element, and right now, I'm terrified. Fire won't come.
"Please, what?" Jack laughs. "God, you're so dramatic! You should be happy someone is willing to sleep with you, filthy fire witch."
He spits in my face, and I swallow tears. I wanted to save myself for my mate, not get raped by a wicked werewolf.
"Can you guys believe she begged for mercy? She is so pathetic." Jack comments and all the guys laugh. "But at least her breasts are beautiful—the same can't be said about her face."
"No, don't touch me!" I scream and try to kick with my legs. "Stop touching me!"
I'm on my back on the floor, held by the big man and the other sick werewolves, all of them exchanging smirks with each other
My confusion hasn't died down even as I step into my room with my new high heels. Samael—why does that name sound so familiar? And why is my heart still pounding from when he touched me? Could he be the man I've been dreaming of? Nah! Samael can't possibly be my mate. My special someone wouldn't be that shifty-shady. I walk inside my room and kick off my shoes, not even hesitating before I plunge into my bed. A tiny voice shrieks in surprise, and I look straight ahead, sighing in relief when I spot Lucy blinking up at the ceiling. He must have fallen from the pillow. The little thing is lying on his back, looking quite distraught. "I've searched everywhere for you!" I exclaim. "Where the hell have you been?!" Lucy tilts his head, locking his eyes with mine. His dark hair is falling into his face, and he smiles goofily. "I've been here the entire time," He says drowsily. "Did you miss me?" I roll my eyes. "Why would I miss the d
A yawn slips out through my lips—I didn't sleep last night. Nevertheless, my weekend was quite enjoyable. I spent time with Hayley yesterday and had fun shopping for books and clothes, some pieces of furniture, but last night had me freaking out. After jerking off to Blake, I'm a ball of nerves, sweating as I'm sitting inside the classroom. It's Monday morning—when will the werewolf bust in through the doors? I'm biting my nails, knowing I share this lesson with Blake. Most classes at this school are normal ones that I would have in the human world. Now, for example, I'm sitting inside a math classroom. Still, it seems we will have an orientation to get accustomed to the grounds around campus. I keep staring at the door, jumping when a man enters the classroom with a radiant smile. But it's not Blake—it's Samael! "Good morning, students!" Samael walks over to the middle of the classroom. He is speaking animatedly, introducing h
I follow Blake outside the classroom, furious that I had to be paired with the arrogant bastard."Can I see the map?" I call after Blake as I run after him. Damn tall people and their long legs, it's hard keeping up with him. "I want to know where we are headed."Samael gave us this map with locations we are supposed to find. He told us another teacher has hidden items at every location, and as proof that we have been to the spots on the map, we need to bring those items back to the classroom.Blake shoots a look over his shoulder. He is way taller than me and has to lower his gaze to meet my eyes. He does it with a disapproving scowl like he isn't impressed by what he sees—what a jerk."You would know where these places are anyhow," Blake says and walks slower to let me catch up with him. "How fast can you run?"I arch my eyebrows. "Why?"A smile touches his confident face. "Because I was thinking of shape-shifting to find these locat
For the billionth time today, I'm questioning where life has taken me. I'm riding on a giant wolf, holding on to Samael's waist as if my life depended on it while we jump over rocks and twigs.Laughter is erupting from the most profound reach of my stomach—I don't think I've laughed this much in, well, ever!"Don't laugh too much, or you might fall off!"Samael's words are a warning, yet I can pick up the amusement in his velvety voice. He is a good teacher who likes to hear his students have fun—I admire that.Smiling to myself, I glance ahead, noticing how Samael is tightening the reins to prevent Blake from throwing us off his back. It makes me laugh even louder.Never in my entire life did I think I would get to ride an alpha wolf in the company of a hot, sexy teacher, who I might squeeze tighter than necessary—it's Samael's fault for smelling like delicious sandalwood!How are you supposed to resist him?Opportu
Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic. "You're quick to judge a person based on where they come from without even knowing them." I'm speaking from the heart and thinking back to the first time I ran into him. "You talk without a filter, and you don't even care if you hurt people." Blake snorts. "It's not like you are any better. You picked a fight with my girlfriend during your first day and almost burnt down the entire school." I smile with venom lacing my tongue. Blake should
I watch Blake fight with three of the werecats. He is throwing them off his back while snarling like a furious beast. Brown hair gets ripped away from his back, but the werewolf isn't close to giving up. Admirable. What I find fascinating about Blake is that even if we are outnumbered and in grave danger, he seems to live for the battle.He inhales the air, probably to clear his head before digging his teeth into the next fool trying to attack him.I wonder if it's easy fighting as a gigantic wolf?Entranced, I watch the scene before remembering what I was doing—running for my dear life because flames won't burst to life no matter how loud I call for them.I'm such a weakling.Images of Jack licking his devious lips before trying to kiss my naked breast flood my mind every time I try to summon fire. It has made me realize that the memory is blocking me from using my powers."What do I do?" I ask myself as I climb up a mossy rock. My li
Opening my eyes is not pleasant. It feels like a steamroller has run over me—every limb is crying, begging me to jump off a bridge to end this suffering. I've had better days. Light trickle in through a half-open window, making me groan and turn over in the bed that smells like detergent. I'm drenched in a cold sweat, and my eyelids hurt, probably swollen from the beating I took. "Good, you're awake." Startled, I sit up and try to open my eyes, only to end up squinting like a mole at my grandmother. She is standing at the edge of my bed, wearing her emerald dress and a stern expression. We seem to be in a hospital room, and I remember the school was equipped with its hospital wing. "Morning," I say and lick my lips. My mouth is drier than sand. "Fancy seeing you here." My grandmother doesn't move a muscle. Instead, she glares down at my hands, and that's when I discover my new, unusual bracelets. They are embedded with green, glowing b
Samael cocks his head to one side, blinking at me, and I violently pull my blanket over my head when I spot a glimpse of his teeth. I'm so embarrassed! Why did I ask him to stay? "Oh, no!" Samael is feigning confusion. I can hear the smile in his voice, and it makes me stop breathing. I hope staying hidden will save me from this awkward situation. "Wherever did she go?" Suddenly, hands clamp down onto my shoulders, and I shriek, prompting laughter out of Samael. "You know..." He pulls the blanket over my head, smiling when he finds me with a mad blush. Every second that his gaze stays on me, I feel shivers starting from my toes. Damn teenage nerves. "Hanging out with me isn't a good idea." "Because you're my teacher?" I question. Samael bites his lower lip, looks at me, and then opens his mouth to let out some steam. I find him incredibly sexy. "No, it's because I'm not a good person, Raven." Hearing my name on his tongue feels so righ
Finale Lucy The day Raven died, I lost a part of myself. My heart shattered to pieces seeing her turn into ashes, and when the wind took her away from me, I learned the true meaning of grief. There wasn't a piece left of Raven to bury, and neither was there a piece of her to save, no clothes or necklace. Raven's grandmother kept her things, which in my opinion, she didn't deserve, considering the way she treated her granddaughter at the end, but who listens to a demon? The school agreed her grandmother could take everything, while I was left with only the memory of my fantastic mate. Life is unfair. "Earth to Lucy—aren't you going to join us for a toast?" I turn around, smiling faintly at Blake. The guy is like a fine wine, only turning more handsome as he grows older. Eighteen years have passed since Raven sacrificed herself, but Blake doesn't look old. My lips form a pout. I wish I had gotten to see Raven grow older.
Raven Lilith is circling me like a vulture. "Do you consider yourself strong enough to take on a demon?" I narrow my eyes, focusing on her glowing hands. Her dark magic is oozing in the air and making my skin crawl. Lucy and I trained before we arrived, but I doubt I can defeat Lilith. Still, I got to try since there isn't a knight in shining armor to save me. I gather energy, making fire take over my hands as I follow the amused demon with wary eyes. "I've never tried fighting one before." "Well," Lilith smiles. "You better win this battle, Raven, or I will cast darkness upon this entire world. Demons will reign, and humans will be our slaves. But don't worry—I send you a postcard after I've killed you." I glare at the demon. "You talk too much." "Oh, excuse me—I didn't realize you were waiting for the fucking party to begin!" Lilith laughs and lunges at me. Her nails are long, and I try to step out of the way not to b
RavenLightning is crackling along my skin, zapping and engulfing my entire arm before I aim the gathered energy at the shadows approaching us. One of them looks like a giant fly—Beelzebub, and the other, animalistic one with three heads, must be Asmodeus.My eyes narrow. I've never seen Asmodeus in his proper form, but my bond with Lucy is so strong I somehow know it's him without even asking to confirm my suspicions.Asmodeus is horrendous, a creature with the middle face of an older man and a cow and sheep as the two others. His body is a lion, with multiple limbs of different creatures that don't seem to belong. I repress a shudder, disgusted by him.'It seems more people are coming over to play,' Lucy comments before his scales light up in red. 'Perhaps it's time to take my proper form for this fight. I need my A-game.'"You mean you're not at your strongest in the dragon one?" I ask, gasping in disbelief. "This is the battle of our life
Raven Lucy cries the moment the shark-like creature opens its jaw to dig its sharp teeth into his scales. Flying becomes challenging for the dragon, and we are all knocked off his back. "No-no-no!" I scream. "I don't know how to fly!" Hayden snorts a laugh. "Then you better learn!" "Stop joking and help me instead!" I yell at the smug bastard, who doesn't look bothered by the situation. His blonde hair is fanning around his head, and his expression is calm. "Well, if you insist." In the corner of my eye, I see Blake shape-shift into a wolf to land on his paws while Hayden grabs me. I'm pulled to his chest, but I'm done content yet. I glare at the vampire accusingly, causing Hayden to roll his eyes. "What a warm welcome..." Hayden mutters as we land on tall grass. I slip down his chest and turn around to witness Lucy screech at the monster whale. They are dwarfing the trees. "Where did that monster even come from?" I ask
Raven The clouds are grey and ominous underneath us. Lucy is in his dragon form, flying above them while our entire group is on his back, freezing in the harsh weather. Hayden is shuddering behind me, and I peek over my shoulder, smiling faintly at Blake's concerned expression. He is sitting behind the vampire, taller and broader, without a sign of suffering in the cold. I've heard werewolves are always warm, but it might be a rumor. Without meeting my eyes, Blake grumbles. "I didn't think vampires could freeze, and here you are, shivering like crazy." Blake glances down at Hayden, who pauses at his words. Hayden's arms are crossed over his chest, hands resting on his shoulders as he absorbs the other man. Shock is visible over his features like he never expected the grumpy werewolf to care about him. "I was born as a vampire, not one of those who turned—it is a tremendous difference. My heart is beating, there is blood pumping in my veins, an
RavenI've spent two days trying to conjure ice. Lucy is an outstanding teacher, but we are running out of time. Perhaps I was never destined to control the element of water? Whatever. The four of us are heading for the Fae castle, the place where Daisy lives with her dying human mother, and we plan to stop her from summoning Lilith while the war is waging."I'm so sore," Hayden complains, leaning his head against Blake's shoulder.I glance up at the two, expecting Blake to move his arm, but to my surprise, he stays in place. A smile tugs at my lips. Hayden might not be Blake's mate chosen by the moon goddess, yet the two of them have gotten rather cozy after their training sessions."I can't believe you're the one complaining after throwing me around like I'm a rag doll—vampires are crazy strong.""I'm not any vampire," Hayden peers up at Blake with a confident smile playing over his lips. "I happen to be their charming prince."My in
Lucy I'm calmly drinking my tea while sitting on a cliff outside the cave, listening to the kids plan our next move. Raven told the others about Daisy. I trust her friends to help her end the mad killing, but it worries me that the demons might side with the Fae. Beelzebub always had a thing for Lilith, and I'm one hundred percent sure the old, mischievous demon will join forces with her. Beelzebub has missed his crush since her disappearance. Lilith's soul has been floating aimlessly around in the underworld, not materializing since an angel exterminated her. Gabriel, my angel brother, was the one who punished and defeated Lilith after finding out she had escaped from hell. And while Gabriel would most definitely help us defeat the crazy demon again, I don't think he is around anymore. My eyes fall upon the green canopies, still wet from the rain, and then I glance to my right when Jenna takes a seat next to mine. Her mate is standing in the
RavenMy lips are quivering with words unsaid as memories of the past swarm through my brain. I see my mother making coffee, smiling before I pack my lunch for school. She always sat at our table, ready with breakfast, and now I understand why she was never in a hurry—all she needed was for me to leave so she could open up a portal.Julia, my mother, worked at the Magic Academy, and the vision clearly showed that Daisy is eviler than I initially thought. The girl is an evil mastermind, and I never knew!"I knew my mother was a teacher, but-..." Tears are gathering in my eyes at the same time that the anger curls its iron grip around me. "You mean to tell me Daisy is behind my mother's death?"Every fiber of my being wants to scream at Daisy, ask what the hell her problem is, but oddly enough, I don't wish to kill her. She needs to be locked up and stopped. The Fae woman is dangerous, yet I don't think death is the answer. I've learned that karma is
RavenThe cave is cold, and the wind travels through it, making me shudder as I follow Lucy deeper inside. A fire sitting in his palm casts our shadows on the wall, but I can only focus on Lucy. My eyes are glued to his broad back, and if my heart had a face, it would be smiling. I'm thrilled to be reunited and alone with my mate."You're not too cold, are you?" Lucy peers over his shoulder, offering me a kind smile that makes me feel special. I haven't seen him use it around anyone else."I'm fine." The universe must work against me because I sneeze right after my claim. Lucy's lips climb the left side of his face, forming an amused smirk."Come over here," He says, holding out his hands. "And take my hands."Confused, I place my palms over his larger ones. Electricity courses between us, and I lift my chin, ready to swoon over the affection radiant in his eyes. My heart is pounding so fast."Is there a reason behind this?" I ask, smiling a