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Roger's eyes bugged out. "This has to be a lie. Lyric, come on. He can't be your boyfriend."He really thought I was an absolute loser. That made my brows furrow and I stepped forward, maintaining a fierce stance in front of him. "I swear you're pissing me off so bad.""I don’t care.” He had never cared. Turning to Blade, “You. Why are you pretending to be her boyfriend? I know she's too broke to have paid you, so why are you ...." He trailed off, a smirk crawling on his lips. "Oh, her body. I mean, she's gotten hotter so she must be better in bed." "Roger!" Blade walked past me and punched him in the face. It made Roger fall backwards, his hand falling on his nose. "Darn it!" He hissed and lifted his head with blood oozing out of his nose. He held his fingers up to scan the blood and hissed again. "Have you lost it?" "I should be asking you that." I spat, my nose scrunched up. "Six years is enough time for people to change. I'm not the same loser you know, but clearly you're sti
Proud to announce that I had gone two days without responding to Brian. He had called me over a hundred times (no kidding), sent multiple texts, and voice-mails I didn't bother to listen to. I wasn’t going to let another man use me and think he could get away with it. I rolled off my bed and picked my phone up. I had two new text messages. One was from my brother, Tone. 'The mechanic said it might take a while.' Oh yeah, thank goodness, his car had broken down about 10 hours into the journey, so he couldn't arrive here. The joy that filled my soul was beyond comparable. The other message was from Blade: 'Good morning, sunshine. Did you have a goodnight rest?' Blade had been texting me constantly, and while I'll admit that it was a little too much, the annoyance from Brian's situation fueled my passion to respond to him. 'Good morning. I did, indeed.' I replied his text.A notification popped up, showing that I had an email from my student account. Opening it, I read the heading. '
If anyone had told me I’ll be going to Maui for my thanksgiving break, I’d have laughed at and called them stupid. Well, here I was, on a private jet, with my mate, to Maui.“What are you thinking of?” Brain asked, walking toward me.“Uh? Uh?’ I blinked back to reality. He gave a lopsided smile and sat beside me, buckling his seatbelt. “Were you thinking about me?”“In your wildest dreams,” I rolled my eyes. The servers brought our meal and it was cooked and presented like those I had seen in movies of people with high-class. “This is a private jet. Brian, you're rich.," that realization just struck me. "I guess." He shrugged. So many questions flooded my thoughts, like why the heck was someone rich enough to own a private jet working as a professor. I guess that's what this trip is for; I was going to uncover everything about him. By that, I meant both abstract and physical.*** I had expected us to arrive at a luxurious hotel, but even better, it was a beach house; it looked sma
Watching Brain stirring up breakfast made him look very hot. His arms moved in perfect rhythm with the music blasting through the mini speaker. This man didn’t know what wearing a shirt was, always showing us those fine abs. I wanted to run my hands over his chest all day. However, I fought the urge. Memories from last night's kiss flooded my thoughts and it made me bite down on my lips. It was just a kiss, I tried to convince myself, yet the sparks, the passion, and everything about the kiss still affected me greatly, confirming that it was not just any kiss. . He walked over to me. “Hey, kitty.” Ouu, that’s new. I like that one. “It's partially sunny. Do you want to sit outside after breakfast?: "Why not?" He flashed a smile then left to serve my breakfast. Once we were done eating, we stepped out and sat at the shore of the beach. The wind made my hair dance around, getting in my line of vision multiple times. The sand was so soft and a mix of cold and hot. The water kept tric
Returning to the beach shore, Brian lifted an eyebrow. "You took a while. What happened?" "It's nothing. I just received a spam call." I tried to smile, but it came out forced. "Are you sure?" "Yeah, it's nothing." Nothing like being threatened by your ex's girl. "Okay, if you insist." Rising to feet, he stretched his arm to me. "Let's go to the store to get new clothes. I have a surprise for you.""You do?" That immediately filled me with a bubbly energy and I took his hand, rising to my feet. "What's the surprise?" "It wouldn't be one if I tell you.""A hint?" "No!" "Please…" I tried to look cute by pouting, but he just shook his head at me. Scoffing, I gave up and we both went in for a change of clothes. My brain calculated every possible definition of a surprise from Brian, but nothing could match it. Then, my eyes widened as a thought crossed my mind: 'was he going to officially ask me to be his girlfriend?' I internally squealed. I understood our relationship was going
~ RAINA ~I shifted in the pool of my bathtub. It wasn't surprising that I had soaked myself for forty minutes in my dorm bathtub, during Thanksgiving break. My parents had traveled out of the country for Thanksgiving break, without me. Being an only child sucks. Lyric was gone, so having the room to myself was equivalent to being at home since I'd be alone. Once I was done in the tub, I turned off the rap, hoping she had received my text for the shower to be fixed Wrapping a small towel around my frame, I headed out and walked to my wardrobe to select something to wear. I saw a human-like frame move from my peripheral vision. My body froze, my head slowly turning till I saw a man sitting on Lyric's bed, headphones over his head. He and his bag of chips had frozen when his gaze matched mine. A loud scream escaped my throat and I started throwing items after him from my wardrobe. "Calm down, please calm down." He shielded his face from my attack. "Help, thief!" I screamed. "Hol
After almost an hour of Brian convincing me to run, I gave in and decided to run in my wolf form. Running felt so new. I could feel my paws dig into the sand and grass like never before, so soft and gentle. Maya (muy wolf) wanted to scream in the language of freedom because she was finally on a non–emergency run. I only ever ran in my wolf form when I was running from danger or embarrassment, but here I was, running leisurely with my mate. Brian's wolf was a huge, gray wolf with brown patches around him; his eyes were still a pair of gray eyes that shone even brighter. Not to mention he was double my size and looked like he could trample my wolf with his huge paws. Bigger wolves had always intimidated me, but with Brian, I felt safer than safe. His wolf caught up with mine and he gently knocked me down. "Hey," I barked and ran to jump on his wolf's neck, forcing him down while I bit through the furriness of his skin. He pushed me off and jumped right on me, trapping my paws in
I hid under the heaviness of the blanket, yet my body still quivered incessantly. Weakness had overtaken me to my bones. My skin was hot; however, chills ran within me. Sneezing, my eyes watered and I had to reach for the last piece of tissue on the bedside table to wipe snort off my nose, tossing it into the trash can piled with already-used tissue. Sniffling, I watched the clock ahead of me. "It's 2pm." Brian still hadn't arrived. After ten minutes, I heard a knock. Glancing over, I realized it was locked. He just had to leave without a key? Grunting, I spent longer than usual to stand up, every part of my body aching as I staggered to the door. All the words I was going to yell at Brian were rehearsed in my head. Opening it, there was a package in front of the porch, no Brian.It took the remaining strength I had left for me to lift the box, take it in, and open it. It was filled with pictures of me and Brian from the helicopter ride and just random pictures from that day, some
“What?” I screamed. “How could he do such a thing? Why? Where?” I asked at once.“I don’t know. After you had left the party, I got bored, so I was doing extra research on werewolves upstairs, then I stepped out, only to find him at the party, kissing another woman!” She wailed. “That bastard!” I gasped. “He just… I didn’t invite him to the party, so he didn’t know I was going there, and he just came with another woman. I just.. Gosh, I’m gonna pass out.” She said breathlessly, palming her face as she wailed. “Why? Why me?”Her body began to tremble, so I hugged her. “It’s okay, I’m so sorry.” “It’s not your fault. I should've listened to you when you yelled that he was irresponsible. I sacrificed everything for him and even lived in that shabby house with him, just out of love. How could he betray me like that?” She cried. Her body was shaking vigorously. I patted her back to try to calm her down, but it didn’t do anything. “It’s okay.”‘It’s not okay, not at all.” She wailed. “H
Pulling away from the granny, I nodded. That made my chest sink deeper because not only was the thought of Brian dying disturbing enough, now I had to continue bearing the burden of this knowledge by myself. “Can I please get your number?” They looked at one another and burst into laughter. “WE don’t do that here. We’re very traditional and don’t want those technological things messing with us.” Janice said. “Oh, then I guess I’ll have to come back to visit?” I raised my shoulders. “Absolutely, and you both are welcome anytime.” Pat said. “Thank you,” Brian and I said in unison. “What exactly did you mean by 'she's gifted’?”Brian asked. “It’s just as you have said it. She is extremely gifted. Certain werewolves are chosen once in a thousand years to possess the power of the moon, which represents that they would be the most powerful werewolf alive, physically and spiritually. They would possess physical strength, and powers that are not ordinary. This time, Lyric is the chosen
I watched myself in the mirror and my eyes flooded with tears. The white dress was knee-light, body hugging and its hem had a white furry coat around it that gave off a vibe of a wedding dress. Brian definitely had ulterior motives when he had bought this for me. I had tied my hair up to a neat bun and added some accessories I found. I also found makeup items that were my perfect shade, so I caked my face a bit and it turned out looking gorgeous. ‘Remember why we actually came here?’ Maya said and before she could speak further, I cut her off. I didn’t need any other option, not even my wolf’s. I felt her tugging at my mind, forcing me to let her speak, but I didn’t give her the chance to. A knock came on my room door, followed by Brian pushing it open. “Are you ready?” He asked with a grin. I nodded. He stretched out his hand to me and I took it, staring down at his neatly ironed black tuxedo . HIs gorgeous dark brown hair was slightly gelled backwards, and because it was longer,
“Wait. What?” His brows jerked upwards. I nodded, laughing. “Yes. Let’s get married, right now. Jordan can be a witness on the call, whatever location. We can sign our marriage legally, do the blood oath at a temple or a park. I don’t know what it is, but…” I tried to define what felt like explosions in my belly, a feeling that I Could do anything right now. “”Are you certain?”“I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life. Let’s get married. It’s a win win. The pack wins, we win.” I was grinning from ear to ear. “Uh… okay, okay.” He glanced back then back at me then at the phone and he looked back and forth, searching for something. “I swear I don’t know what I’m looking for.” He said and we both laughed. “Get your car keys first.” I instructed. “Okay, gotcha! Wait here, okay? Don’t run away after I leave.” He instructed.I threw my head back to laugh. “Why would I run away?”“That’s right. Why would you?” He clicked his tongue and ran up the stairs. I heard him exclai
“What did you just say?” I asked Brian, a frown on my face. “I– I… I can explain.” He immediately took off his apron from his body, rushing to me. “Lyric is there?” The panic in Jordan’s voice could be heard over the phone. I turned around, storming off, my fists clenched to its side. “Wait! It’s not what you think it is!” He called, his steps thundering behind me. I increased my pace but he caught up with me and grabbed my wrist, forcing me to a halt. “Let me go!” I hollered, yanking my hand from his grip. “Please hear me out. I promise it’s not what you think.” His face was paler than it was, his breath quickening. “What do you mean? Are you crazy? Why would you propose to me but not want to marry me?” I screamed. “That’s not what I meant, I promise. I swear, it’s not. Of course, I’d want to marry you. I won’t propose to you for clout.” “You said otherwise earlier!” I snapped. My entire body was boiling. I could swear smoke was oozing out of my ears. “It’s a misunderstan
I tapped my feet uncontrollably in the cab as I reflected on Roger’s words. ‘Brain would die in a war,” Roger had said. I shook my head, ridding my brain of such horrific thoughts. No way! I shouldn’t believe Roger's words. I don’t know what came over me with Roger tonight, but it shouldn’t make me believe all he had said. He was still the same old liar. I may have forgiven him about our past relationship, but that didn’t mean I had to completely trust him now. As much as I tried to convince myself, my body became more unsteady at the thought of Brian losing his life too soon. “Can you please drive faster?” I said to the cab driver, and he shot me a death glare through the rear-view mirror. “This is the tenth time you’re saying that, ma'am. I want to believe you’re not blind and can see the traffic ahead of us. I can't make my car fly over the other cars.” He snapped. “I–I’m sorry.” I said, immediately drifting my attention back to my phone to avoid catching his glare. I tried c
I stepped out of the building, a frown on my face as I glazed around for the annoying sight of Roger. Something kept poking my mind, telling me I didn’t need to know and I should just ignore his text and go back inside. However, a heavier stubbornness pushed me all the way out of the hall and was waiting to hear what Roger had to spill.MY gaze shifted to the side of the porch and a couple were making out beyond viewer’s appropriation. It made the frown on my face worsen. “Get a room!” I yelled. They shot me a glare and resumed their nonsense. I walked away from them, watching between the jam packed cars to see if I’d see a familiar figure around, but none was found. Rolling my eyes, I began walking back in when my phone chimed again. ‘Calm down, baby. I’m coming. I see you. Just wait.’ Roger’s text popped up.My frown hardened at his text, yet I waited and lifted my head to the side, watching Roger scurry up to me. “Hey, baby.” He grinned.“Call me that again and you won’t live t
My body immediately began trembling and I glanced at Raina who had her brows furrowed in confusion. “What the heck is that supposed to mean?” Raina asked, stepping in front of me. “It means exactly what we said. She had come to confess it by herself.” A lanky girl draped in all-black and black makeup said, walking towards us. “Confess it?” I lifted a brow and finally looked behind me, realizing that Bri had walked in right after us. She had a tight, pursed-lip smile on her face. I raised an eyebrow at her and she just averted her gaze. “Yeah, she confessed it herself and ruined the fun of us trying to discover the truth.” The lanky girl said, picking a glass of drink from the table. “What are you going to do now? You’ll surely be expelled.” someone yelled at Bri. “Yeah! Reveal who the professor is. Why are you still trying to protect his image?” Someone else hollered. They kept yelling, till it became jumbled nonsense. Bri, on the other hand, was trembling as they spoke, her
My forehead furrowed at her like she was one stupid child. "What are you rambling about?" "Cut the crap!""Cut what crap?!" I yelled back, making her flinch. "You just walked up to me, yelled at Ms, and started rambling nonsense, yet you're telling me to drop the act. I honestly don't know what you're talking about." "So you've never noticed anything off about yourself as a werewolf since you were born?" She raises a brow, but her forehead was still furrowed up in a frown. "No. I mean…" was I supposed to tell her? I didn't think twice before blurting out, "I'm cursed, and you should know it, I was bullied for it in middle school and high school." "I joined our high school late. How am I supposed to know?" She hissed. "You idiot. Who made you tag a blessing as a curse?" "Wait. What are you… what do you mean?" I stepped back, trying to gather my thoughts as one piece. "I'm…" "It's not a curse. I've done my research. You've been meddling with my love life so much, I wanted to find