Rain’s POV. I wake up with a startling gasp, panting as my heart pulsates. My wide eyes take in my room. Fuck, I feel like something strange happened here last night. Omigod, I sigh at the banging in my head. It usually happens whenever I wake up the way I just did. I need a drink of water, I whisper inwardly to myself. Pulling the duvet aside, I cast my legs on the floor. When I rise up, I stretch my back, bones cracking at the impact. I was just about to move into the bathroom when my eyes closed in on a clump of sand on the floor. “What?” I bite out, feeling a rising tremble in my knees. I crouch low and scoop up the sand. My fingers smear over it and one thought races through my mind. “Someone was in here last night.” I gasp, wondering who. If it was Nadia she must have woken me up when she came into the room. Besides, Nadia’s shoes are always spotless. She never leaves a dent. Nadia is out of the question now. It has to be someone else, but who? Emerging back on my feet,
Rain’s POV. “Kahak-kahak!” I cough loudly, doubling over at the suffocating smoke ringing throughout the room. Oh no! This is double…punishment, I stutter under my breath, trying to cover my nose from inhaling the toxic smoke. How in hell am I gonna stay here all night until the party is done? God, no. I’m gonna die. A tear wriggle out of my eye. I don’t wanna die. I cough harshly again as the clouding smoke rages, the flames burning and crackling. Holding my breath, I move further down the confined spaced, my heart racing, threatening to jump out of my chest. There’s a single window at the end and when I reach over to open it, it doesn’t budge. Whirling back, I figure out another log of wood by the corner has been lit, adding another flame to the already burning ones. I can’t see any more safe for the cloud of toxic smoke. “No.no.no, please.” I bawl, slumping on my feet. I can’t die here. I don’t know what pushes me to emerge on my feet and when I do, I look for another a
Rain’s POV.“Oh, hmm...mmm" I can’t help sighing the instant my body collides with the water. I throw my head up in the sky, enjoying the whip of the air over my face.Thank fuck I got out of that room, else, I’d have choked.I try to force myself not to feel scared about my father finding out. Right now, I need to enjoy the peace and quiet this stream offers.I can hear the rhythmic caws of the crows and ravens. The birdsong soothing to my ears.My life sucks always but this is usually my escape. Either I stay here in the stream, swimming until my limbs grow sore or I sneak to Killan’s place.Well, now, Killian’s no longer in the picture. I’m all alone.The distant music coming from the ballroom is clear evidence that I’ve lost him to my sister.I always lose everything to Nadia. My life, my position, possession, you name. My sister is always in the spotlight. Our dad's favorite.Remembering how my father locked me up, and the mock-smile Nadia sent my way while I was being taken away
Logan’s POV. I’m fucked, I scream in my head as I guide Rain’s hand over her sex, making her touch herself.I’ve been fucked from the moment I realize she’s masturbating under the water. I felt the strong urge to take off my clothes, dive into the stream, and kiss the sensitive spot beneath her ear while I slam into her from behind.I save that fantasy of mine, focusing back on my little mate as she rocks her sex under the water.Even though she’s several meters apart, I can smell the heady scent of her arousal and it jags my nerves.I hurtle back into the darkness when I figure out she’s looking to know if someone’s watching her.My mouth gape and I drool when her left nipple peeks from under the water. It looked firm, and sexy. I want to grasp those titties while I suck the rosebud nipple into my mouth.Hmmm, so fucking good, I hum watching her pretty face twist at the roaming pleasure she feels.I couldn’t let this one chance pass me by. I needed to be close to her this one time
Rain’s POV. “Ahh,” I grunt, gnashing my teeth together as I climb over the ledge again, getting back inside the attic. My little moment of peace was ruined when Professor Logan showed up. He messed with my senses and had the nerve to say such brutal words. I shouldn’t feel hurt by what he said but I can’t help it.What exactly makes me so highly attracted to a man who clearly doesn’t want me? The professor thinks too highly of himself and I hate it. Yet my body erupts with sparks whenever he's within reach, dammit! Remembering what he did to me out there? How he made me finger myself, I know another sex with him isn’t going be bad. My body wants it. If he so much hates the sight of me, why can’t he just stay away?Thinking that, something tells me the professor likes me. But how do I confirm my theory? Grumbling, I march my feet on the last ledge and slide into the attic through the window. I huddle over the floor for some time, thinking about our sinful act back in the woods.
Logan’s POV. Mr. Grant’s face pales instantly and his mouth and eyes open like an eagle’s wings. The man’s heart is hammering precariously in his chest. No matter how brave they act, they’re still vulnerable before my kinds. Cutting his eyes away from me, Mr. Hanks faces the shivering people. “Ladies and gentlemen.” Mr. Hanks's voice booms as the people look up to him for words of assurance. “I'm deeply sorry about the turn of events. However, I assure you that orderliness will be maintained and your security is rest assured.” The people’s heads shake as they all nod. Mr. Hanks continues his words of encouragement but I can’t stop thinking who is the wolf that did this? Was it Tiago? But no, Tiago has already lost his wolf for a long time now. He’s basically human now. Can it be Lester? Before the thought can cement, my eyes magnet with my beta's across the room. Sure, I had invited him over to the party for moral support and the surprised gaze he throws at me confirms he didn
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