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
Logan's POV. “Alpha, the Luna is here to see you.” Lester's voice comes in through the mind link and I smirk. It's not been long since I teleported to Rain's room to keep the flowers I had gotten for her. I seriously wasn't expecting her to come here so soon but right now, that ignites my heart with joy. Oh, the best thing that happened to me today was coming across the relationship blog I saw today on the internet.That's where I learned that women love it when their man apologizes with a bouquet.” “Let her in,” I tell Lester as I brace myself for the sight of her. Swiftly, I drop my pen and emerge on my feet. Goddess help me, my heart is running a mile a minute! My cheeks expand with a smile. Even before Rain enters my office, her scent has already barreled into my nostrils. She smells so incredible. I'm well aware of the creases in my dress shirt and I start adjusting them, dusting off the speck of dust on my body. Then the door creaks open and I look up, threading my gaze
Rain’s POV. I run out of Logan’s office with my heart panting. I honestly thought I’d gotten over him but that’s a typical lie. It’s not as easy as I thought it’d be. He’s all I think about every minute of the day. The air I practically breathe. Gosh, what actually made me think I could ever get the hell away from him? I curse under my breath as I head over to the greenhouse. My fingers won’t stop grazing over my lips in the bid to feel those hot kisses he gave me just now. Staying two whole weeks without so much as a touch from him made me teeter toward the edge of insanity. Right now, my insides are burning up, scorching every corner of my being. Logan, gosh, you’ve really messed me up. I try to force myself to stop thinking about him but that seems like I’m pouring water on a damn stone. I can’t stop feeling things for him. Whenever I see him from a distance, my heart palpitates. The annoying voice in my head always seems to admire him a lot, whispering dirty ideas into my min
Logan’s POV.“What’s going on here?” I thunder just as I reach them. Rain practically gasps at the furious undertone of my voice.When she notices it’s me, her brows furrow slightly, you’d barely even know it’s there.“Nothing professor, Logan. We and Rain were having a nice chit chat…” One of the twins, Robin answers, quirking the corner of his up while glancing over at Rain.That adds to my fury. I sharply turn to them and sputter.“Flirting with a woman during lecture hours? Do you not know the consequences of your actions?” My voice is more high-pitched than I intended.Rain glowers at me, hating the fact that I suddenly brought up one of the rules and regulations of Oakdale High. From what I know, the twins were notorious in the university.“Professor, Logan. We were talking. There’s practically nothing lewd they said.” Rain chimes in and knowing she’s taking their side flares my anger. I know what she’s doing. She is trying to move on with her life and forget I ever existed. Li
Logan's POV. My goddess, I hum inside me as I take my mate's lips, kissing her within an inch of life. Hell, can I never get enough of her sweetness. Every fucking day, it increases. My whole body presses into hers while my hands scroll through the exposed parts of her flesh. My cock grows so hard with a vengeance. No matter how much my inner mind tells me to get a grip on my hunger and consider that Rain might still be hurt, it doesn't yield any effect. I just want to have her. Slipping my tongue out, I find hers with urgency and lock it tight. She moans low, endeavoring to meet the pace of my kisses. “Lo…gan…” She hums, but I don't give her the space to talk. I don't want to interrupt this moment of passion flowing between us. My hands grope for the globes of her ass. I fondle it as my hardened length burrows into her belly button. “We…are…” “Shhh, baby…just…let me kiss you…” I whisper to her and Rain's eyes glaze over. This time around, she's the one that initiates the kis
Rain's POV."I thought you would chicken away this time." Killan's words reverberated around the clock tower and I twirled my head around, searching for his face until I saw him. That instant, my blood curdled and I did nothing but tighten my grip on the dagger. I had come prepared. I swore not to allow Killan to mess with me so I got something to protect myself. Thankfully, I'm slowly becoming an expert in wielding weapons. Today wouldn't be any different. That had been my thought before coming for the laundry event. Well, upon setting eyes on the number of guys Killan came with, all the confidence drained from me. It was all I could do to still hold onto my source of protection. Distantly, cheers vibrated from the town members. They were all ignorant of the war I was waging with Killan. Even Logan too. I didn't intend to inform him. I'd fight this alone. However, everything changed when Killan pressed into my space and smirked down at me sinisterly. "You've done well, prett
Logan's POV. I move into the woods, desperation seeping from my every pore. I wonder what had happened to Rain. I've a feeling she's in danger. My wolf prowls around in my head, wanting to break out on the surface. I poke my nose in the air, trying to trace her through her scent.At first, it seemed difficult. The air is clouded with several other scents. Human male scents to be precise. Much to my surprise, Rain’s scent is mixed with those potent human male scents. Damning all consequences, I shift Into my wolf just so I can detect the direction the scent is headed to. The instant Blade takes off, he growls softly and his nose sticks into the air. Then I smell it. Rain’s elderberry scent is dipped in fear and something else. A coppery tang of blood. Noticing that, my nerves spike in unbridled fear and my wolf paws down the woods, following the scent. Every step I take deeper into the woods, I see a trail of blood. “What the hell happened? Where are you Rain?” I chant repe
Logan's POV. I chase after her, panting hugely. She went towards the back of the clock tower. Using my wolf eyes, I scan the place. Thankfully, it's scanty. I gear up speed, running towards my mate. Kylie has fallen into steps beside Rain, saying something to soothe her. “Rain, wait, girl!” Kylie's voice blares in my ears. She holds Rain's wrist once they've turned the corner, putting a halt to her movement.“Just let me be, Kylie. I promise I'm fine!” She snaps at her friend. I swear, I can hear her heavy, angry puffs of air. From this distance, I can feel the flames of her irritation and anger. Goddess, what in the sky have I done? I shouldn't have let the girls speak to me let alone flirt with me.I curse myself over and over again, running to meet up with them before Rain runs off again. I hope she forgives me for this little mishap. Rain can be a lot more dangerous when she's angry. Once I strut past the turf to turn the corner, I hear Kylie saying. “Believe me, Rain.
Logan's POV. The servants have gathered my clothes and Lester's that are due for laundry, taking them outside to our car. Today is the town's laundry day and everyone is expected to join. I was surprised to hear about it yesterday because this was our tradition when we were once here. Centuries ago, the event was held at the pack house. Pups and adults would be lingering around, dancing in suds while the musicians played very good music with their instruments. It's unfortunate the Slayers learned of it and adopted it. One of the many things they adopted from us. I put on my gray slack and a black sleeveless shirt before making my way out of the room. I try to call Rain but her number isn't connecting. During dinner last night, I had a feeling something was wrong. I hated that I wasn't able to reach out to her because her father was there. Yet, I can't help but feel worried she's in trouble. Something's eating up at Rain and I must know what. This is one of the reasons I'm goin
Rain's POV. Three days have gone by and I haven't met with Killan. What should I have done? I've been worried that Killan will expose me like he said he would but I've not heard rumors flying around. I did my very best to avoid coming in contact with him. I also didn't tell Logan. I don't know what he'll do if I tell him. Because of this problem, I've secluded myself inside my room for the past three days until this evening. Mrs. Sinai came earlier bearing an invitation for dinner from the manor. To say I was surprised was putting it lightly. This has never happened before. I've never had breakfast at the manor with my father. Was it him that brought up this idea? I worry my lower lip between my teeth. If my father were the one who organized this dinner, then I wouldn't refuse to show up. Once it was time, I dressed up and moved outside, heading to the manor. The smell of dough blasts into my nose as soon as I walk up the cobblestone stairs and into the manor. The servants