Logan’s POV. “Ka-hak. Ka-hak.” Tiago coughs fiercely, his eyes dimming from my tight fist around his neck. My heart pounds heavily with anger.‘Or jealousy?’ My wolf chimes in but I snort. I can’t and shouldn’t be jealous. I don’t love Rain. She’s the mate I never want.‘Ahh, keep telling yourself that…’ I block out my wolf in my head, focusing on here and now. Why’d Tiago touch her? Apparently, now that my horny self and dick are so interested in my student and enemy’s daughter, I own her.Until I’m done having a feel of her body, I want no man to fucking touch her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about...alpha.” Tiago sputters and I feel Lester's confused gaze digging into my back. I tighten my hand around Tiago’s neck at his response. “I see. You still have the mind to pretend you don’t understand what the hell I’m talking about?” The man is practically pale now. My harsh breath wheezes through his face. His ears turn crimson, veins popping out on his temples. Fuck, I’m
Rain’s POV. My whole room is a mess. A freaking mess. Covered with piles of clothes, shoes, and my panties. But I don’t even care, I just need to find my favorite panties. I’ve been searching for them since I woke up this morning but I can’t freaking find them. Furious, I let out a groan and I tuck my stray red strands behind my ear as I dip my eyes back into the drawer. Flinging out more clothes from the drawer and not seeing my favorite lingerie makes me curse. “Where the hell are they?” I bark into the air, surging to my feet with a rapidly beating heart. Wheezing a breath, I walk into the bathroom and into my small walk-in closet, riffling through the heap of panties. “Omigod!!!! Where are my favorite panties!!?” I yell, feeling so emotional I want to cry my eyes out. “Who took panties? Huh?” I breathe out, wheezing, panting. How is it possible ten of my favorite panties have gone poof!? I ponder, my head hammering. I especially love wearing any of those lingerie whenever
Logan’s POV. By the moon, my heart wants to practically leap out of my chest seeing the blood oozing out from Rain’s ankle.My dark side desires to have a taste of my mate's blood but my wolf howls dangerously at the idea. Since I became a hybrid, having a vampire side, my wolf and that dark side of me have been at war with each other. Thankfully, my wolf is still the dominant side of me and it wins over. Dampening the urge to taste Rain’s blood, I examine her bruised ankle. I can feel Mrs. Inker’s presence behind me. The moment I saw Rain hurt, I leaped from the hallway, ignoring the woman’s flirty talks, and came into the field to help Rain. The idea of her getting hurt makes me mad. “Is she okay?” Mrs. Inker asks as Rain’s captain looms over us. I want to send everyone away and just keep Rain to me. I know what to do to heal her wounds but I can’t do it now everyone is here. It’s risky. “I think so,” I say to the rector, trying to keep Rain from slipping her leg from my hol
Rain’s POV. Kylie and I just finished bathing in the school bathroom. She said she’d wait for me to return from the infirmary before changing out of her rugby wear. The locker room is almost empty as we both dress up to head to the cafeteria. I’m so famished. I can’t wait to munch on some snacks. “Did you hear the news?” Kylie asks while I shrug. “What news?” I blurt, shoving my sportswear into my bag and zipping up.“Mayor Grant lost his wife last night. There was an attack during your sister’s betrothal party.” I stall as shock grips me. “Really? That’s…” I trail off as Kylie completes. “Strange. Anyway, the funeral will take place next week. Let’s go ahead and eat. I’m hungry.” We walk back into the hallway, chatting and laughing as we shoulder past the students.“Guess what? Andrew promised me a trip to Hawaii this weekend.” Kylie says and I stop short in my tracks. “Are you kidding me?” I gush, flushing.“What’s there to kid? I’m serious. I’m just going to spill some lies
Rain’s POV. My pulse beats restlessly as I pace the empty room. The ticking clock is a stark reminder I’ve spent the entire day in this enclosed space. Feeling incredibly hot, I take off my cardigan and perch on a seat, biting my lower lip. Am I just going to stay here all day? I think to myself, darting my eyes back at the transparent space in the door to see if someone’s coming. “It seems I’m going rot in here,” I mutter under my breath, cursing and hating on Nadia for what she did. I don’t see any reason my sister gets off on causing me pain all the time. I let her enjoy the spotlight, why can’t she do the same for me? I want her off my trail already but she keeps coming back. Then there’s Logan who also chooses to take her side. I know he hates me but it doesn’t mean he should be biased. Hissing, I run my hand through my hair, rising up on my feet to start pacing again. The whole school dismisses and I’m still stuck in here. My nerves are jumpy as I think about escaping fr
Logan’s POV. Holding Rain’s waist, I screw my fingers into her, lots of her girl-cum lubing up my fingers. Fuck, her pussy is so wet for me. It makes my wolf growl, fighting me to come to the surface. The war with my inner beast becomes so intense I shut my eyes. I don’t think Rain saw anything. I can’t risk my bait finding out about who I truly am. Every human born in Oakdale is groomed to hate my kind, Rain is no exception. That’s why I have to make her fall for me and send her on a mission. She has to find the talisman moonstone for me in her father’s house. I’ll make her do it without question. My little one is already captivated by my charms. Like every other woman. The lustful look she gave me a while ago is living proof. She drank me in like I’m an ice cream, her pussy filled with juices of arousal. Now, she’s putty in my arms as I rove my fingers inside her. Fuck, my dick is as hard as stone, I’m definitely sure it can cut through this wooden desk. But I want to cut in
Rain's POV. Again, I’ve been used, the thoughts flood my mind as tears purge from my eyes. Why does he keep acting like that with me? I can’t believe I've let myself be used roughly by men. First, it was Killan who made me fall head over heels for him and now it's my professor! Worse yet, I lose control of rational thoughts whenever I’m with Logan. It’s like everything in me is screaming to be by his side. All I ever reason is him, his touch and kisses.Then there’s this sizzling need to comfort him. What the hell is going on with me? My emotions are heightened. I can’t…I can’t control it.Shedding tears, I press my face into the window and close my eyes. Images of him fill my mind. His face had softened when I said those things on autopilot. I felt something crack down between us in that intense moment. Something I can’t define but I know it was there. My hand clutches at my chest, wanting to reach my rapidly beating heart. “Are you okay, Rain?” Mr. Clint’s voice rasps through
Rain’s POV. Fear has never felt this strong inside me. I never knew that fear can paralyze someone but now I’ve realized that. My God, I don’t know who's holding me prisoner in his arms but I can’t even protest as I’m paralyzed by fear. All I’m vaguely aware of is that the person is carrying me out of the dungeon with rapid steps. His heavy breath wisps through my face. I bite the inside of my tongue, searching for a means to stop my heart from racing so fast. We emerge in the woods with the stranger still carrying me. The moon has gone down which means I can’t even see the person’s face. “Let me go. Stop it!!” Finally finding the strength to agitate, I start bucking in the person’s arms. Whoever it is should let me go. Like a wall of resistance, the man refuses to let go. I buck and shriek, spearing my fingers into his skin but it appears useless because the person doesn’t buck. It takes forever for him to set me down on a fallen tree trunk. Immediately, I shoot to my feet,
Rain's Pov. *Six Months Later*Peace. Recovery. Happiness.These three things were what I thought our pack would never experience again after the atrocities meted out on us by the Slayers. But I guess I was wrong. For the past few months, these three things have begun to trickle back into our midst. The pack members are back on their feet, rejoicing over the newfound peace and connection we made with the humans. A week ago, Logan called for a conference between werewolves and humans in the town square. All of the people of Oakdale were in attendance, listening as my mate addressed them on the importance of peace between our beings. Oakdale has been divided into two parts. North Oakdale is occupied by humans and South Oakdale, is occupied by our kind. Regardless of the clear boundary, people still choose to live where they desire as long as they're willing to obey the other's norms. The North Oakdale is now under the leadership of Simon Cooper, the man who led the renegade army th
Third Person POV. *** Two A.M*** **In The Manor**Augustine stirred from the cot he was lying on, wheezing calmly through his teeth. The infirmary was dead quiet and as for the guards keeping a close eye on him, they'd been knocked out. It took strenuous effort and days of planning for Augustine to pull this up. The werewolves must be joking if they thought letting them prevail was ever going to happen, Augustine thought as a smile plucked at his lips. He propped up from the cot, the chains binding his hands clattering briefly. It gladdened his heart to see the werewolf guards sprawled haphazardly on the floor, thanks to the Ramah leaves he spiked their water with. You see the adage: keep your friends close and your enemies closer? It was at this point that the adage made more sense to Augustine. He was happy the werewolves kept him closer, closer than they thought. With the chains on his wrists clattering and a dark grin on his face, he walked over to the table cluttered with v
Rain's Pov. "Stop it!!" Logan hollers but I don't stop. My claws slip out, borrowing into the skin of my arms and ripping off the flesh. Blood splooges, melding with the water as it rushes down the drain. "Rain, goddess!!!" Logan growls, horror shock on his face as he bangs on the stall. I had deliberately locked it, knowing Logan would come after me and try to stop me. I don't need him to stop me. I've to wash off this filth. I pull at my hair, tugging at the strands and it makes my scalp burn. The water sluicing down my body is extremely hot but it's not hot enough to wash off the filth. "Haha! Look at her taking my cock!" Their laughter vibrates in my ears.Their strokes brim my mind. The way their fingers sank into my skin, bruising me as I cried. It's all I think about. Their proposal. The bloody wedding dress. Their chant. All of it. I can't breathe. I can't see anything except the dark basement. The torture. Their faces. Their dicks. Their teeth as they bared it in a sm
Rain's Pov. "My luna. Thank goddess you're finally awake." Irene's voice pierces my ears when I stir on the bed. Waking fully, I look over at the woman, surprised to see her towering over me. A full smile covers her lips. "The alpha must be very happy to know you've woken up." The older woman chirps and before I can get any words out, she flees from the room. The moment she's gone, I begin to crack my head. I don't know how I ended up here. My mind is fogged and upon wracking it more, I begin to remember a few things.The Island. The mayors and...the fight. I remember Logan and his father fighting. I remember the witches taking on Sinai. The chopper. All of it, except my return to this room. The door snaps open a moment later and when I look up, I see Logan's burly frame hovering over the door. His eyes light up when they settle on me and I blink, swallowing rapidly to lubricate my parched throat. Logan smilingly walks closer to where I am, humming under his breath. "My luna?"
Logan's POV. "What?" I gasped in total shock at what Ryat had just revealed to me about Rain. She's pregnant. "How far along is she?" I sputter, settling on the edge of the bed Rain's lying on. It's been five days since we left Seychelles. Five days since Rain went into a coma. I feel so guilty looking at the bruises on her thighs, torso, and her breasts. Those depraved men bruised Rain beyond repair. According to Ryat, she was raped countless times. The thought of those men mounting what's mine makes me seethe. I failed Rain, I hum inwardly as tears prickle my eyes. I made a promise to protect her and yet I failed. I left her to the wolves and they devoured her. Even as she sleeps, her pulse hammers. A grimace is on her face and that lets me know she's reliving the horrors she experienced at the Island. "One month...but...uh...I'm not exactly sure since her uterus is yet to fully develop..." Ryat answers, shrugging tentatively. I understand why it's difficult for Ryat to deter
Third Person POV. Chaos brewed across the shore. Blood, howls and screams penetrated the air. The witches battled with Sinai. A woman they had all feared since she upset the balance of nature and sought for the book of Amelek. They all knew defeating Sinai would not be easy but they were willing to make that sacrifice. As Sinai struggled to release her powers against the witches, Aphrodite and the rest of the coven chanted more. Their voices high-pitched. "I WILL KILL YOU ALL. YOU CAN'T DEFEAT ME!!!" She yelled, emitting fire from the tips of her fingers- the witch's fire. To counter that attack, the witch called forth a crystal cocoon that trapped Sinai inside. She struggled to free herself from their cocoon but it was all in vain. Seeing they've successfully trapped her, the witches formed a circle around the cocoon, holding their hands. Then they began the chant of Kadhijabal- the death chant. For them to successfully take Sinai down the purgatory where witches lived their af
Rain's Pov. I stumble. I groan. Darkness soars around me like feathers. Dizziness claws up my mind, twisting my vision. Hard, hot breaths punch out of my lungs.Blood gushes from my belly like a waterfall, making me sluggish. Yet I run. I stagger, stumble but still manage to rise to my feet and scamper away. "AWOLLLLL!!!!" The wolf roars. Its voice is thunderous. Mighty. My spine curdles with dread. When I risk a look back, I see the beanpole wolf jumping the rocks that serve as barriers with its bared as it races after me. Why now? Why can't he remember me? My mind whirrs. Only one answer comes to mind. He's been enchanted. Just like I have been enchanted so I wouldn't be able to shift. I would've given Sinai a thumbs up if the situation was different. She's very creature in her vile work. Roars of laughter ring high, cutting through the blasting noise of the sea waves. With a brief pause and a hammering heart, I roam my eyes around searching for the best direction to run to.
Rain's Pov. My belly is empty. My strength wanes.. I clutch at my chest, a desperate attempt to tame my wildly beating heart as that wave of nausea returns again with a blinding force. Doubling over, I vomit the bitter viscous liquid and tumble over the wall. Streaks of the vomit stain the corner of my mouth while I dab at it. My bleary eyes gaze across the dark room. I feel so cold. So lonely. So scared. I let my eyes linger on the strand of sun rays slipping into the base through a crack on the wall. Gasping and in need of warmth, I chase after it. A blissful sigh slips past my lips as the warm sun kisses my skin. I don't know how long I've been locked in here but it's definitely been long enough to bring such change to my body. I almost doubted the fact, but Mrs. Sinai confirmed it some time ago. I am pregnant. An inconspicuous bump is protruding from my belly, a glaring confirmation of my worst fear. A tiny being is growing inside me, but the problem is that I don't know w
Logan's POV. "No!!! No!!! Lo...gan!" Ivy belts out, her chest heaving as pain attacks her from all angles. She refuses to speak up, and I refuse to stop inflicting the pain on her until she spills the answer I demand. Matt squirms in his seat as he watches me rain hell on Ivy. Seeing her a squirming mess gladdens my heart. Somehow I feel whatever pain I dole out on her equals the measure of pain my mate is suffering. Since I've known Ivy, I've never seen a smidge of scratch much less blood on her body until now. It gives great pleasure knowing the all-powerful queen of the vampires is at my mercy. Blood dribbles down her disfigured eye. Hoarse cries vibrate into my ears. Ivy has lost sight in one eye, nothing but the veins and tendons of what makes up her eye remain, coated in thick dark coppery liquid. Matt pisses himself seeing the gory sight, he panics, attempting to tear the rope binding him to the chair away but Lester doesn't give him the chance. My beta pounces on him.