⁶*** What had it been? A week? Whatever, it still felt like yesterday since I got marked. Glancing at my neck, I traced the diamond and moon-shaped mark that sat pretty on it and a smile crossed my lips. It was so fulfilling to have been marked. It automatically erased all my insecurities about my relationship with Brian. Now, I knew that no one could come in our way at all. The door ws suddenly pushed open and I flinched, glancing at it to catch Raina walk in. "Look who finally decided to show up," I pointed out. She hadn't returned to the dorm because she had been spending time with Tone at his new apartment, doing heavens know what. I internally shook in horror. She scurried in, grinning from ear to ear. "I know you missed me." She nudged my shoulder. "You wish." I rolled my eyes. She smirked, "I know you darn well missed me." She nodded, knowing far too well that she wasn't wrong. I indeed missed her, my only friend on campus. "I can't believe the semester is finally ov
I stepped back, my eyes widening. "Blade, oh my gosh!" My hands began to tremble, my sweater falling off my grip.Quirking an eyebrow, he glanced around. "What's that? Is someone watching you?" Returning his gaze to me, he took a step forward. I instinctively screamed, forcing him to a halt. "What's wrong? Why are you—" He paused, his nose scrunching up as he sniffed. "Your scent." He matched my stare. "Lyric, how could you have masked your scent for this long?" Oh, now he could sense me? "How are you a werewolf?" "What sort of question is that?" "You know what I mean!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through my hair. "Why? I needed to be away from werewolves, and now this?" I paced around, fiddling with my fingernails. "No, no."“ If you’re also a werewolf, then that means you've been marked!” he grabbed my arm pulling me to his chest, “you have a mate?” he frowned. “Who is he?.”His hold on my arm was starting to get tight so I yanked my arm from his grip. “Let me go!” Before I
‘Oh my God, Brian?’ My eyes widened. I had totally forgotten that the marking came with being able to mind-link your mate. ‘What kiss is she referring to? Did you just kiss someone else?’ He asked again.‘No… I mean, yes, but it's not what you think. I promise.’He walked up to stand beside me, gazing ahead. ‘Lyric, you reek of the scent of another man; it’s all over you!’ The rage in his tone bled into my mind. However, his facial expression was as blank as ever. ‘I can’t believe this.’ He frowned and stormed off. ‘Wait, Brian. Please, I can explain.’ I called his mind.‘I don’t want an explanation.’ I felt something snap in my head and I could no longer reach him, indicating that he had ended the mind link. Rina nudged me. “What are you thinking of? You just zoned out.” A smirk crawled on her lips. Were you thinking of–”I glared at her. “This is all your fault, Raina! I told you to be quiet, but you never listen. Why are you so–” I groaned, watching her brows lift in horror“Wha
We finally pulled into Brian's pack. After he unlocked the secret passageway, he drove into the place. It was filled with rich, tall plants, the roads looked new and expensive, the buildings of the pack were straight out of the future (they looked too advanced for this decade).I wanted to compliment his pack, but since the start of the drive at Dentville, Brian hadn't said another word to me. He acted like I didn't exist at all.It was another thirty minutes of suffocating silence till he pulled over by a fenced building. As soon as we stepped out, multiple people joked their heads to greet him, then a few of them hurried to grab our bags and took them away. "Hey, hey, hey, baby bro." A feminine voice called and a familiar tall and slender woman walked up to us, her arms stretched. She huffed Brian tightly. He wiggled out of her grip, a slight frown on his face. "Get off me," he simply said. I remembered! She was his sister in the photo he had shown me. "Where's that punk of yo
I jumped to my feet, glancing at a space between two of the wolves and began to sprint towards it; the rogues, however, had formed a wall against me, so they closed the gap, growling. "Get away from me," I barked at them. "I guess she's new," one of them barked at me and they made noises that would be interpreted as laughter in human sense. One of them began to approach me and he sniffed me. "She smells sweet." He purred, his wolf eyes growing dark in lust. It made me have a gag reflex. I kicked him and wanted to run off when another one of the rogues easily flung me backwards, causing me to land hard against the floor. A whimper escaped my wolf mouth at the pain clouding me. "Grab her and let's go," one of them barked. One of the rogues approached me and dug his teeth into my back to drag me away. It wasn't a harsh bite; however, my body was hurting. It felt like my skin was swelling in all parts. As they pulled me away, a familiar loud ringing filled my ears. It became too
PAcing around the room, I thought hard, contemplating on whether or not I should go there. The thought of stepping out of this room alone was torture and I didn’t know if I was ready for that. Biting my lower lip, I paused, taking a deep breath.My vision aligned with the framed photo of Brian at the top of the bed and it stirred a sensational wave around me, my skin tingling for his hold. As much as I missed the physical touch, honestly, I missed talking to him. It had always been nice to have someone to share every useless detail of my life with, over text or in-person, but he wasn’t even responding to my texts anymore. This was clearly his bedroom, but he had never been here again. I stepped out of my bedroom, and once again, no one paid attention to my presence. It made me feel a strange unsettling feeling in my gut, but it erased and was replaced with something heavier by the time I arrived in front of Brian’s office. A huge, tall, black, wooden double door stood in front of m
Watching the clock tick from the umpteenth time was starting to become a hassle. I hugged my feet to my chest, my butt sinking deep into the softness of the bed. ‘He’s not coming,’ Maya admitted. I sighed in defeat and laid on the bed, hugging a pillow to my chest. A few minutes passed when I heard the door click, then it was quietly pushed open. I heard silent footsteps, like tiptoes. My eyes closed as I listened to the sound of the steps approaching the bed, waiting till it got closer. The steps stopped beside the bed. My eyelids complied and stayed shut. A weight dropped to the bed beside me, something hovering over my face as a familiar sweet scent of bourbon vanilla, mixed with mint and oak filled my nostrils. I felt fingers brush my hair, and from the sparks that coated my skin, I immediately knew who it was. I turned and felt him jerk from the bed. When I opened my eyes, Brian was standing by the nightstand, pretending to be taking something out of it.I bit back a smile
A simple ball, I had read. It was just going to be a small parlor event, I had assumed. I didn’t need to dress too fancy, I had thought. Wrong, wrong, wrong! Tell me why we just arrived at a ginormous building, filled with couples in outfits that seemed right off the runway, people in makeup that could compete with plastic surgery. Yet, here I was, in the same outfit I had worn on my first date withBrian. It wasn't ugly, but maybe a little too underdressed for this. “Are you nervous, kitty?” Brain asked, gently squeezing my hand. “Uh?”I jerked my neck to him.“Your palm is sweaty,” He pointed out.“Oh, I’m sorry.” I quickly took my hand from his grip. “Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t care if they’re sweaty.” He grabbed my hand again, flashing a smile at me. I smiled back. “You’re obsessed with me, even my nasty sweat is therapeutic for you.” I joked to soothe my nerves down. “You’re not wrong. I wouldn’t even mind if you rub them down my body, all the way to places unreachable to no