76Blade’s face turned a hot shade of red as he glared into Brian’s eyes. “I hate you.” he said through gritted teeth, shot a glance at me, then stormed out of the room. “What the hell just happened?” Tone said, standing in front of me. “It’s… I don’t even know… I didn’t know he was Brian’s cousin.” I sighed, running my hands through my hair. “I hate this.”I hissed. “Why are you acting all nervous now? You created this mess. First, by dating your professor, how foolish of you.” Tone glared at brian. “Then you led the poor dude on to make him fall for you.”“I never led him on!” I cried. “You did.” He grabbed his bag. “You wanted to do everything you could to hide the truth from me, and I must say you went too far with Blade. You didn’t need to use him as a shield.” “You were finding out, and I didn’t want you to!”I watched a strange, unfamiliar emotion flash in his eyes. “Why? Did you think I'd Intentionally put you in trouble?”“Yes!” Then, he frowned. “Are you crazy? I may h
"What does he have to say to me?" I muttered to myself, watching Brian spill out words. However, instead of listening to what he was teaching, I could only focus on how sexy his lips looked. He had gotten a new haircut, and gosh, it made him look a hundred times more gorgeous. My boredom worsened and made my eyes trail down to his chest. He was in a button-down shirt, but with every gesture he made, it hugged against his 8-pack abs. His gaze locked with mine and he mind-linked me. 'You look like you're undressing me with your eyes. How about you do that in person when you come over?' I flinched and caught the slight smirk on his face. Anna and Bri, sitting beside me, cast a raised-eyebrow glance at me. "Are you okay?" Bri asked in a whisper. I nodded. "I'm good.""You sure? Your face is all red. Are you sick?" I shook my head and immediately averted my gaze to the board, pretending to pay attention. Their gaze still burned on me a bit till it finally left me, giving me the cha
“Wh-what?” I stammered, my mouth dropping.“I know it may seem a bit sudden since we haven’t been together for a year yet, but I promise you, I’m certain and ready to spend the rest of my life with you.” He said, holding my hands, but I pulled them away. “Are you kidding me? Is this a prank? Why’d you propose to me all of a sudden, in your office?” My forehead creased.“I just… I don’t know. To be honest, the whole situation with Roger and Blade– before I knew he was Blade— just made me want to not just mark you to werewolves, but mark you to the general public.” He admitted.“You don’t need that. I’m yours. You don’t need to mark me for the public.” I found myself frowning.“I know, I know. Regardless, I want to marry you. I want you to be fully mine in all aspects. Plus, I want to respect your wish to wait till marriage. It has honestly been really hard to watch the most sexy being in my room be around me, yet I have to be patient, because I love you. “However, I want you, and I
Wiggling my finger in my face, I grinned from ear to ear as the diamond grinned back at me. It was clearly a real diamond, but that was the least of my joy. All I could care about was the fact that I, Lyric Ashton, had just been proposed. Lyric ten years ago would've never imagined a man would ever like her enough to propose to her. However , the tables had turned. 'Where are you at?' My phone chimed with that text from Raina. 'Right outside the dorm.' I texted back. 'Okay, be up asap. The party starts soon.' She texted. Party? What party? As I was about to open the dorm door, I felt a figure step out of the corner and from my peripheral vision, I could tell the person was looking at me. Turning my head in the direction, I frowned at the sight of Emily as she approached me, her heels making a dramatic clink against the concrete. "Why are you here?" I rolled my eyes, my arms folding across my chest. "You little slut." She said, stopping in front of me. Her eyebrows were so dra
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
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
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
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
It was the day I had been waiting for, the day I had worked so hard to reach. My graduation day. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection as I adjusted my cap and gown. A sense of accomplishment washed over me, but it was mixed with bittersweetness. The road to this moment had been nothing like I imagined. The journey had been full of unexpected turns—love, loss, battles, and triumphs.In the early days after Brian’s coma, when I learned I was pregnant, I never thought I’d make it to this moment, let alone have my son with me by my side. The idea of balancing motherhood with my education had seemed impossible. But here I was, with my son, my husband, and my pack—ready to take the next step in life, even though I knew it wouldn’t be easy.I smiled softly at my reflection, adjusting my gown one last time. My son, only two years old now, was already napping peacefully in his crib, a reminder of how much had changed in such a short time. Brian had been there for me every s
The first day back in classes felt so unreal. The energy of the students buzzed through the air—laughter, conversations, the occasional groan about assignments—but none of it truly reached me. Not with everything that had happened. Not with everything that still weighed on my mind.Brian walked beside me, his presence a steady force, but even he felt different. Stronger. More protective.As if he could sense what was coming.And he wasn’t wrong.'Goodbye, my love.' He said through mind link, causing my cheeks to flush red. 'Goodbye, my love.' I mind linked back and giggled loud, earning side eyes from two of the girls about to enter my classroom as well. The moment I stepped into my first lecture hall, Professor Jenna’s cold gaze landed on me.Jenna… jeez. How could I forget this witch?A woman who should’ve been nothing more than an ordinary professor, but she wasn’t. She had a fixation on Brian, one she had never hidden well. Before the war, before everything, I had ignored it. Br
~ LYRIC ~ The ray from the sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the pack house, casting golden light over the polished wood floors. I stretched my arms above my head, breathing in the sweet fresh morning air as I gazed out over the training grounds. Warriors were practicing, their movements sharp and precise, but today wasn’t about war or battles.Today was about something far more terrifying:School. Yup, you heard that right. I gotta go back to school. I had almost forgotten that the rest of the world hadn’t stopped when Brian was in a coma, when I was learning to rule, when I had been fighting to hold our pack together. But time had moved forward, and now it was time for me to return to the life I had before I became Luna.Not that I minded.I loved being Luna.I loved the power, the responsibility, the feeling of belonging to something greater than myself. The pack respected me. They trusted me. I had spent the past few weeks proving that I wasn’t just Brian’s wife—
~ LYRIC ~Two weeks had passed. It had been. Two whole weeks. Two gruesome weeks. Two weeks of Brian laying in the hospital with no medical diagnosis. No treatment possible because no identifiable problem. It had been Two weeks of ruling without him. Yes, on the bright side, the pack had completely defeated the enemy and wiped out all of them, thanks to my power (not to brag or anything), so I had been leading the pack as Luna completely, with help from Jordan. Poor Jordan was mourning the murder of his beloved. It broke my heart for him, but Anna got what she deserved. It had been two weeks of waking up alone, staring at the empty space beside me where Brian should have been.Two weeks of trying to be strong while my heart ached in ways I never thought possible.Brian was still in a coma. My mother, too.The healers said their conditions were stable—alive, breathing—but that wasn’t enough. Not for me.Every day, I carried the weight of my pack on my shoulders. I made decisions, I
~ LYRIC ~I couldn’t speak— speaking was too much. I couldn't breathe. Brian’s body lay limp in my arms, his warmth slipping away with every second that passed. My hands were soaked in his blood, trembling as I pressed them against the wound that should have never been there. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. Not at all. What was all that stupid prophecy of saving him about? I had tried all I could, summoned all the power I could find, yet I couldn't heal him quickly. A violent storm of emotions built inside me—rage, grief, desperation—twisting and churning until my body couldn’t contain it anymore. I wanted to explode. Watching the love of my life grow cold and pale in front of me was a sight that stabbed my soul. "I would not let this happen!" I growled and rose up, his pool of blood dripping from me. "No! I screamed."I would not let this happen. A throat wrecking scream tore from my throat, shaking the very ground beneath me. My power exploded outward in a bright
~ LYRIC ~I woke to the sound of gunfire.The sharp, jarring cracks destroyed the peaceful silence of the night, sending a jolt of terror through me. I sat up so fast that the blankets wrapped around my legs scratched my skin, my heart thundering in my chest.Beside me, Brian was already moving. Clearly, someone had experience in years of war and survival that had trained him well because he didn’t hesitate, he didn’t freeze, he didn’t seem fazed. He grabbed his armor and weapons from the bedside, his body tense with readiness.“What’s happening?” I breathed, throwing off the cover and getting off the bed to match his speed. His eyes were already scanning the darkened room, his jaw clenched. “We’re under attack.”Another round of gunfire exploded outside, followed by the distant shouts of warriors and the sickening sounds of metal meeting flesh.My stomach twisted. I was growing tired of this whole war nonsense and just couldn't wait for it to end . We barely had time to pull on o
“They are here!” A guard announced.I didn’t have time to panic.My vision had given me an advantage, but that advantage would mean nothing if I didn’t act now. The enemy was coming, and they were coming fast.I stood straight ignoring the way my body still trembled from the strain of seeing through time. I forced my voice to be steady, authoritative. I was Luna. They needed to hear confidence, not fear.“Jordan ,” I said, my tone fierce. “Gather everyone. Now.”He hesitated for a while before nodding and rushing off to sound the alarm.Minutes later, the war room filled with warriors, guards, and pack leaders. Their eyes were wide, their bodies tense. They knew something was coming.I took my place at the center of the room, armed with full armor and a gun for myself. .“The enemy is on their way,” I announced. “They’ve taken Alpha Brian as a distraction, hoping we’d be too broken to fight back. But we will fight back. And we will win.”A murmur ran through the crowd as they digested
~ RAINA ~I never should have agreed to this crap. Fake dating Blade was supposed to be easy. A simple arrangement. No emotions, no expectations—just a mutual agreement to keep up appearances. He needed to make Lyric jealous, and I… Well, I wasn’t sure what I was getting out of it anymore. It was initially for the sake of research, but I had barely done any research here. It was all just war, war, war. . At first, it was fun. Blade had a way of making things exciting, always pulling me into his world of effortless confidence and easy charm. I told myself it didn’t matter that he was still hopelessly in love with Lyric. That his eyes always followed her when she was in the room. That I was just a placeholder in whatever game he was playing. But then, somewhere along the way, I started wanting more. I realized it today when I saw the way he looked at her, even when she was barely holding herself together. We were at the training grounds when he spotted her. Lyric stood off to
~ LYRIC ~I stretched my legs across the couch, letting out a satisfied sigh as I sank deeper into the cushions. The warm scent of my mother’s cinnamon tea spread through the air, blending with the soft crackling of the fireplace. It was one of those rare, peaceful nights—one where the world outside didn’t seem so chaotic, and all that mattered was the quiet comfort of home. Tone sat across from me, one arm draped over the back of the chair, his face relaxed for once. For some reason, tonight, he looked… happy. Maybe even at peace. Mom was laughing at something he said, her voice light and full of warmth. I didn’t even catch the joke, but I smiled anyway, just glad to be here with them. In the midst of the war, I could still sit and enjoy a nice family time. “This tea is perfect,” I said, wrapping my fingers around the warm mug. “Mom, I swear, you should bottle this up and sell it. You’d make a fortune.” She chuckled, shaking her head. “It’s not that big of a deal. I just use a l