Faye's POVThe sports stadium was deserted on a weekday with no games or many people around. The somewhat empty venue made me feel a bit anxious. I guess I was experiencing some PTSD from the previous explosion. But just the thought of Leander waiting for me inside gave me a little bit of courage.In front of me stretched a rectangular grass field, which was where Leander trained. On the field were a few players in full football gear. They all looked pretty much the same, with no noticeable differences. I had no idea which one of them was Leander.The nearest person to me was a janitor cleaning up the area."Hi... um, do you know where Leander Sheffield is?" I asked the janitor.The janitor glanced at me, "You're looking for Lee. Who are you?"It felt like the first time I introduced my relationship to Leander to a stranger. I used the term "girlfriend." "I'm Leander's girlfriend, Faye.""Oh, Faye, Lee's girlfriend... alright, alright, poor boy, he's over there, go see him," the janit
Faye's POV"I might never be able to return to how I used to be."Leander said dejectedly.I snatched the now empty syringe. "I won't let you talk like that! I won't allow you to do anything to hurt yourself!""Look, our big star is doping up again..."A rough male voice approached from a distance.I looked up to see a guy even bigger than Leander walking towards us. He was also wearing a full set of football gear, with a helmet on, moving with an aggressive aura like a bear.When he reached us, he took off his helmet, and a wave of sweat odor hit us. I couldn't help but frown and leaned closer to Leander."Nate." Leander greeted him flatly.Nate jerked his chin at me, "Your bed buddy?"I felt uncomfortable; his tone sounded very disrespectful.Leander calmly stepped to the side to block me. "Faye is my girlfriend. What do you want?"Even with Leander blocking me, Nate still craned his neck to look behind Leander at me, squeezing his eyes at me.I turned my head away, refusing to make
Faye's POV"Hahaha! You suck..."Nate's devilish voice seemed to echo in my ears endlessly.My heart ached. It hurt more than being wronged myself. I was gloomy all the way back with Leander.The mood lingered even after we arrived at my apartment.The apartment was our private space, shielded from outside disturbances, prying eyes, and all sorts of malice. Both Leander and I breathed a sigh of relief.We both sank onto the couch, silent.After a while, Leander let out a deep sigh."What a crappy day, huh?" He turned to look at me."Yeah..." I had to agree. For me, it was double the awfulness."Maybe I should get out of this damn training gear. It might make things a bit better."With that, Leander started to peel off his football gear. He winced as he moved, letting out a groan."Ouch! Damn... Nate really went for it," he moved his arm. "Faye, honey, could you give me a hand?"I helped Leander free his arm from the gear. "You were a bit reckless just now."Leander admitted, "But Nate
Faye's POV"Are you trying to help me, babe?" Leander pressed against me, his words muffled.I nodded in confusion. Why did I even kiss him? I just wanted him to spit out that damn ice cube!Leander cupped my face, looking down at me. We were too close, close enough for me to see the texture of his skin, his eyelashes fluttering like dragonflies, partly covering his mischievous gaze."Good girl," he said gently.And then he kissed me again.I parted my lips, and his tongue slid into my mouth, sucking on it. He really loved kissing! His lips softly enveloped mine, sucking lightly or heavily, emitting faint, seductive sounds.Persistent and clingy.When the lips had enough, it was time for tongues.His tongue explored from mine to the root, occasionally curling up to lightly touch my palate, rubbing back and forth.I didn't know how long we kissed, but the ice cube had already melted completely. The temperature in my mouth rose due to the constant friction, and the saliva that I couldn'
Leander easily rolled up my camisole, pushing it over my collarbone.My breasts bounced freely into his view. I felt them drop slightly as his hands climbed up again.He molded my breasts into various shapes, leaving faint red marks behind.Leander lifted his head and gently bit down, his lips moving slowly, leaving new marks on my skin.I felt like a volcano on the verge of eruption, a low moan brewing in my throat that I couldn't suppress."Ah... Mmm... So good...!" I moaned, accompanied by Leander's increasingly heavy breathing. In the quiet living room, our sounds were amplified several times over.Leander's tongue was wet and warm, moving densely around my n.ipples. My n.ipples were teased and pressed by the smooth, soft tongue, sucked and licked.My eyes were half-closed. I felt heavy-headed and dizzy, consumed by desire.Suddenly, a breeze blew in from behind me.I sobered up a bit. I turned around and saw that the window between the half-closed curtains was open.The windows o
Leander's POVI reached out, feeling around towards Faye's side. The bed was still warm under the covers, but empty.My arm extended, yet I found nothing.Opening my eyes, I realized she wasn't there beside me.I smiled, feeling a bit abandoned after having s.ex.Next moment, I found a note from Faye on the bedside."Darling, I've gone to class. Remember to eat breakfast."Her message made me smile knowingly. But class... I thought of the video she mentioned yesterday... Is she okay?Yesterday's facade of ease was all an act, just to keep Faye from worrying too much. In reality, I wanted to tear apart whoever was behind those rumors!I found the video, but couldn't bear to watch more than halfway through before angrily tossing my phone aside.The phone bounced on the bed with a loud "thud" before landing on the carpet.My chest heaved. That video made me so angry. I wouldn't allow my beloved to be defamed by some dark, rat-like person. I would find that person myself and make them pay
Third-person POV"It's you!" Liam's voice was low and menacing.Ashley's heart raced, her entire body seeming to lose its warmth. Why did Liam suddenly guess it was her? What had she exposed?Was it her words just now?! No! No... as long as there's a phone, everyone in the school can see that video; she only stated a fact!Ashley panicked, thinking perhaps Liam was just trying to scare her into confessing.Her throat felt constricted, painful even, as she struggled to speak."What?? I don't know what you're talking about, Professor," she managed to say.But suddenly, Liam laughed. That smile made Ashley dazed; it was the first time Liam had smiled at her. It felt like his smile swept away all the gloom in her heart, replacing it with sunshine and a gentle breeze.But the next moment, Liam's eyes turned cold again."That video."Ashley denied it outright, "It wasn't me. I saw it from someone else's post...""If it wasn't you, and all you know is this useless information, then you can l
Faye's POVEven though I was mentally prepared, stepping into the school still startled me with countless gazes.As yesterday's gossip center, it's not that I'm narcissistic, but really, everyone was looking at me.Fine, I woke up early and did my makeup beautifully just to boost my confidence for this kind of situation.But it wasn't just the stares; even worse, there was a buzzing chatter reaching my ears."Was that girl in yesterday's video?""Is she really dating Liam?! Why her!""She actually has two fated mates?! Isn't anyone jealous of her?! I envy her so much..."Various voices assaulted my eardrums, so I had no choice but to put on my headphones, pull up my coat's hood, actively blocking out their gazes and discussions.When I walked into the classroom building, the commotion didn't ease up; instead, it multiplied several times over.The not-so-spacious corridor was packed with people on both sides. I felt like an animal living in a zoo, and they were the spectators."Faye, y
During that time, Joanna was always off somewhere, traveling by herself. No one knew where she went. She would leave for long stretches, sometimes disappearing for years, and didn’t bother checking in with anyone. Naturally, her parents freaked out, not knowing if she was safe or if something bad had happened to her.As I sat there by the water, Sasha handed me a drink. It was this weird, green liquid that I wasn’t sure about at first, but after a sip, I realized it was lemon tea, with a hint of mint. Not bad at all, really refreshing."And then?" I asked, curious about what happened next with Joanna.Sasha sighed, shaking her head like she regretted it a little. “Well, her parents eventually went to Michael's dad for help. Since Michael was good at handling this kind of stuff, his dad put him in charge of finding Joanna.”I sipped my drink again, enjoying the way the mint cooled me down from the inside. "So, Michael went after her?"Sasha looked at me with a mix of guilt and understa
Joanna might be an amazing actress, but honestly? She's not fooling me. It's like she's playing a role, trying to be someone she's not—probably because she can't stand that Michael and I are together. I could feel her trying to mess with us, but I wasn’t about to let her win. If she wanted to act, well, I could act too.The sunlight felt warm on my skin as I stood there watching her. I smiled confidently, letting Joanna see me looking totally unbothered. She dove into the water with all the grace of a fish. I had to admit, she did have an incredible body—she was rocking a white bikini that had these thin straps crisscrossing over her chest and waist, making her look like some kind of living sculpture. Even the lower half of her bikini had those same crisscrossing straps under her belly button. Honestly, it was a look.Meanwhile, Sasha was already in the water, her swimsuit much louder and flashier than Joanna's. She was wearing this fluorescent green bikini with stripes and a skirt th
Joanna’s POV“So, I’m not the kind of girl who lets a man push her around. After all that happened, I left anyway. But no matter how long I stayed away, I’d always get messages from Michael. Some of them were about family stuff, other times he’d talk about finding his mate or being engaged or something. Honestly, it was pretty confusing for me during that time.”Despite saying she was troubled, a small smile crept onto Joanna's face as if remembering something amusing.“Eventually, I figured out that all of those excuses were just Michael’s way of trying to get me to come back. There was never a fiancée or mate. It was all just a big story. So, I was a little surprised when I heard this morning that you two were mates. But, hey, you’re mates arranged by the Moon Goddess, so everything should be fine, right?”Joanna finished her little story with a bright smile, clearly satisfied with herself. But me? I was furious. My fists were clenched so tightly, I could feel my nails digging into
It wasn't until Michael had completely disappeared from view that I became aware of the unsettling stare from behind. I could feel Joanna’s eyes boring into me, but I refused to acknowledge her directly. Instead, I turned and made my way toward my room, hoping to escape the tension she brought with her presence.But, of course, Joanna just happened to be standing in my path.She wore that same infuriating smile, the one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Your relationship with Michael seems... strong. You’re quite adorable when you're with him, Cecily."Her words dripped with something—sarcasm? Malice? It was hard to tell. I wasn’t sure what she was getting at, but I didn’t care to find out. I wasn’t in the mood to engage with her."I'm heading back to my room," I said, keeping my tone as neutral as possible."I know I upset you yesterday, and for that, I’m truly sorry," Joanna replied, taking a step closer as if that would make her words more sincere. "I didn’t mean to offend you. Le
Joanna's giggle echoed through the room, its beauty contrasting with the venomous intent behind it. Her voice was as sweet as a siren’s, but I could feel the malicious undertones. "Former friends, Sasha? That's not quite accurate. Michael and I were more than friends."I knew Joanna was up to no good. I had seen it in her eyes the moment I met her. Whatever her goal was—whether to make me jealous, provoke anger, or worse—I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me unravel.She turned her gaze toward Michael, who remained focused on his coffee cup, now almost empty. He hadn’t acknowledged her presence, which gave me some comfort, but Joanna wasn’t finished. "If you two are truly mates," she said, her voice dripping with false innocence, "may I ask, was it the Moon Goddess who arranged this, or did Michael choose you?"Her question cut deep, even though it was wrapped in a seemingly casual tone. I clenched my fists under the table, my wolf surging with rage. Joanna was impl
"Would you like to come downstairs for breakfast, or should I bring it up to you?" Michael asked, his voice soft and tender. As he spoke, he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from my face. His touch sent a warm shiver down my spine, the closeness between us undeniable.I found myself smiling at Michael, wondering how I hadn’t fully appreciated this side of him before. I had always been so caught up in our arguments, his domineering ways, and the battles for control that I had somehow missed these moments where he could be... sweet. The realization washed over me—there was more to him than the arrogance and possessiveness I had been focusing on. If I allowed myself to let go of the tension between us, there was an undeniable pleasure in being with him.“I’d like to go downstairs to eat,” I replied with a soft smile, feeling more at ease than I had in a while.We walked down the stairs together, and I found myself momentarily at peace. But as we descended, my mind wande
The night had ended in a comfortable silence, with both of us content in each other's presence. By the time I had finished my tasks, Michael was still seated at his desk, absorbed in a pile of paperwork. His brow furrowed in concentration, and I didn’t have the heart to disturb him, nor did I want to leave his side. So, I watched him, feeling the steady calm he radiated.Before I knew it, I had dozed off in the warm cocoon of the study, lulled by the scent of Michael that filled the room. It wasn’t long before I felt someone gently lift me. I knew it was Michael, and feeling safe in his arms, I allowed myself to drift deeper into sleep.When I finally woke up, the morning light was already creeping in through the curtains. My body felt well-rested and refreshed. At some point during the night, I had been changed into my pajamas, and I couldn’t help but wonder if Michael had been the one to wash and dress me while I slept. A small smile tugged at my lips at the thought.I glanced to my
"Oh god, absolutely not," Michael exclaimed, his voice laced with frustration. "Yes, we had a relationship in the past, but we broke up a long time ago. Joanna came by a few times after that, but it wasn’t for me. She had business with Samuel and others. I was too busy to even notice when she came or left. But I swear, Cecily, nothing happened between us after we ended things."I turned to face him, my mind clouded with uncertainty. Should I believe him? Jealousy burned inside me, poisoning my thoughts. The mere idea of him being intimate with Joanna made my skin crawl."My little wolf," Michael's voice softened as he lifted my chin gently. His expression was tinged with regret. "If you want me to apologize for my past, I can. But remember, I’ve lived a long life, Cecily. I’m not a saint—I’ve had relationships, felt emotions, just like anyone else. But if you're blaming me for something more than that, it's unfair. I’ve never been in two relationships at the same time. When I met you,
"I can't just pretend nothing happened, especially after my wolf reacted the way it did." I shrugged, trying to stay calm. "I need to know, Michael. I'd rather hear it from you than find out through Sasha."Michael hesitated, his brown eyes locked on mine as if weighing his options. I held his gaze, determined to get the truth. If he wanted honesty between us, he needed to practice it too."Okay," he muttered, running his hand through his hair, clearly uncomfortable. "She's... a friend."A friend? Joanna's behavior toward Michael was far from friendly. It was passionate, intense—nothing like the casual interactions between Sasha and him. I took a deep breath and asked the question I had been avoiding but couldn't ignore any longer."An ex-girlfriend?"Michael's expression stiffened. He didn’t nod, but he didn’t shake his head either. Silence hung between us, thick and heavy. I knew the truth was coming, but it didn’t make the waiting any easier. If Michael wanted me to be honest with