Lila’s POV “Enjoy the dance!” Megan said at the door as a group of students made their way past her. I stood outside, watching as students made their way into the dance. Everybody was dressed up so beautifully. I wore a long pink dress with noodle straps that went around my neck and hugged my bod
Max made me believe that she was upset over the fact that Connie was there in nothing but a towel. She had to have known that nothing was going on between us. Connie was only a dear friend; sure, she made a pass at me, but I dismissed her right away. Not because of Lila, but because I wouldn’t cros
Lila’s POV I could feel his eyes on me when I was dancing with Brody. Enzo stayed off in the corner, but he was watching me like he was hungry, and I was his dinner. I wasn’t sure why that excited me so much. Maybe because I finally had the advantage over him. If he could be with Connie without a
I allowed his lips to get close enough to me and then touch me. I allowed myself to be manhandled by him and be pressed into a corner with his firm body against mine. I felt the member in his pants hardening as he pressed himself into me. He ran his hands hungrily down the sides of my body, cupping
Enzo’s POV “Go back there and take what is ours!!” Max roared, fury boiling through him. He was desperate to have Lila as his and I wasn’t going to partake in such activities. If I were to be caught, I could lose everything I had worked so hard for, and I wasn’t going to let that happen. I had big
“I can pull my funding and the school will be run into the ground,” Steven growled, standing to his feet in a threatening manner. “The school your daughter attends? Are you really going to disrupt her education because you can’t get your way?” Bastien asked. “How would that make you look as not onl
Third Person POV Bethany Rochelle. One of the most beautiful and talented women in the entire kingdom. She has been touring the world for the past year and releasing album after album. She seemingly had everything she could ever possibly want, except for one thing. A manly wolf to call her own,
“No, he’s the combat and shifting professor,” he explained. That made more sense and for some reason, Bethany found that to be incredibly attractive. She couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corners of her perfectly shaped lips. “I see,” she breathed. “If he’s there, then who is in charge of