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. 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
Third Person POV. The mayors all took their respective seats in the dungeon as Sebastian and his crew came in with boxes in their hands. The mayors' bodies were roped with tension. Desperate to hear what news Sebastian brought. They flew all the way here when Sebastian informed them of his return from Greece. "Mayors," Sebastian greeted. "Welcome back, Sebastian," Mr. Fell was the one to respond with words. Mr. Hanks stood up, propping his hands behind him. "I trust you brought good news?" He questioned, body zinging with anticipation. Augustine stood by the side, watching what was happening. The eagerness to get the production of Fomorrh started has him buzzing on the inside. Distant cries of the werewolves rang out throughout the dungeon. A sound they'd gotten used to. "Aye, mayor." Sebastian responded, setting up the box on the table in front of the mayors. The remaining three stood to their feet, inching closer to the table. As Sebastian uncapped the lid, the four pairs o
Rain's POV. "Two glasses?" I blurt out, staring at Logan with wide eyes. I can't believe he'd want me to down two glasses of what I'm sure will be alcohol. "Yes, baby. Two glasses! You have any problem with that?" "Certainly!" I gush, flushing at the way the bartender startled at my rushed words. I turn to the guy who seems to be my age mate and flash him a grin. Turning back to Logan, I whisper through gritted teeth. "I could get drunk, Logan!" He brushes into a fit of laughter at my words, his chest vibrating. "Oh, that'd make tonight more fun!""How?" Then Logan leans in and whispers in my ear, "Because drunken sex they say is usually fun and I'd love to try it. With you." He winks at me as he pulls away, making my brows furrow. Jeez, his words are so powerful they make my clit tingle. I find myself swallowing before turning stiffly to the glasses the bartender has served us. I grab mine and before I down a sip, I glare at Logan and murmur just enough for only him to hear. "J
Rain's POV. Logan takes me around Brooklyn, my eyes are as wide as saucers as I take in the mesmerizing cityscape. I bask in the music and dances of the street entertainers, loving every bit of their show. Our hands are linked together, Logan never intending to let me go. Hm, I love it. I love that he can't stop loving me. And I love the way I love him. Taking the sidewalk, I let him indulge me after throwing a question at him. "So, were these cities in existence centuries ago? How did you find out about it?" And then he launches into a long explanation about how his father once figured out there was someplace other than their packs centuries ago. His father had believed it to be harbored by their kinds but was disappointed when it turned out to be inhabited by humans. The humans were a spectacle to them back then. Just as the Slayers saw werewolves as a spectacle when they found out about the existence of werewolves during their exploration. Logan made me understand that his f
Rain's POV. "Right, I'll be there in jiffy," I whisper into my phone and swiftly hang up just as I climb down the stairs of the manor. My heart is palpitating while I'm attempting to sneak away.It's precisely twelve a.m. but Logan has promised me a trip to New York, and I seriously don't want to miss that. Heart in my throat, I watch out for Mrs. Sinai in the living room and kitchen. A grateful sigh shudders from me when I see the coast is here. Then I gravitate to the door surreptitiously and flick the handle. Oh, thank you, goddess, I murmur with a smile inside me just as I make it outside the house. I watch out for the guards. Of course, I already know they'll be roaming the manor grounds, keeping guard but I already know how to escape under their noses. With that, I dive through the hidden spots until I reach the fence ringed with vines and ivy. I hold onto the trellis and climb up, making sure not to slip. I'd gone over this midnight escape over and over in my mind, and t
Rain's POV. My eyes are owl-wide at the spectacle before me. I can barely breathe through my nostrils, hence, my parted lips play the role. An array of tulips line the edge of the mountaintop. I step forward, admiring the beautiful flowers with every simple touch. It feels so amazing. Plucking one, I perch over my nose and sniffle, the soft scent radiating throughout my body. I can't believe Logan had this prepared just for me. I navigate through the flowers until I reach the middle where the picnic has been set. Different varieties of foods have been set up on the mat. But what literally threw me off guard was the flowers constructed with four words. I love you, Rain. That has my heart spiking and unthinkingly, I turn and peer up at Logan who's standing stiff behind me.His face is pinched with worry which surprises me. "Is something wrong?" I blurt out, gazing at him and then at the beauty sprawling around me. "I know this isn't enough, baby. Look, being ancient, I barely
Logan's POV. "Are you sure she's going to like it?" A deep frown crease my brows as I stare at the array of tulips surrounding the makeshift bed I've made with Lester. We've been on this for a few days and now is the time it gets executed. Sure, my beta and I are ancients, so it's taking a lot for us to know modern things that are suitable for this picnic I want to take my mate on."I guess she will. Didn't you hear what the florist said? Women of this modern age love tulips." I shake my head at him, a snarky response building at the back of my throat. "She said women love flowers, but you chose to go for Tulips." His face twitches somewhere between a grown and resignation. "Well, I was guessing the Luna will acknowledge it." He quips in, shrugging his shoulders. "I hope she does, else I'm gonna make you eat those up." Lester growls at my words but I keep my expression lethal, waiting for him to spill those words lining his mouth. Quickly, he swallows it back, twisting his head
Rain's POV."So, students, that'll be all for today." Logan's voice booms across the class. Everyone rises up from their seats, hurrying out of the class. Kylie's hot on my tail, clearly curious about what I promised to tell her today.I wink salaciously at Logan as I shoulder past him in front of the class. His eyes burn a track on my skin, and before long, I feel my cell phone ding in my bag. "Are you going to give me the gist already?" Kylie spews out, falling into step beside me. I hold back my grin as I reach out for my phone. "Gosh, I hate that you're making me wait, ugh!" "I told you to be patient, girl...I'm still gonna tell you but it was to be done secretly." I say to her, walking backward in front of her. Her eyes home in on my face, wrinkles marring her features. "Oh, don't say I didn't warn you. You're going to crash into someone..." Just before she could finish, my back crashed into someone. A warbled cry pulls out of my mouth at the impact. A strange kind of dizzi
Rain's POV.It's almost time. I peel my eyes away from the grandfather clock hanging on the wall in Logan's mansion. A strange kind of darkness surrounding me. The full moon is out, poised to suck the life out of me. My chest is so constricted, that breathing isn't in any way an option. My time on earth is almost over. I guess what I truly am is a curse after all.It's just that no one saw it in that light. If existing means someone else's death, then I shouldn't exist at all especially if it's Logan. He's the only one who ever truly loved me even before I figured out what I truly am. I puff out a long string of breath, my hand reeling over the rose with split thorn I plucked from the garden specially for Logan. Glimpsing at my father, the beta, the healer, and a few of the pack members, I stalk to the pyre that holds Logan's decaying form. The tears rush out of my eyes in rivulet, smearing the makeup on my face. Yes, I applied makeup, the last one I'd ever do. My heart is sullen
Rain’s POV.My legs give out the instant I drop Logan’s bloody form on the couch. I pant through my teeth as tears trickle down from my eyes. It’s almost sunrise, and the pack healer has woken up. He rushes to the alpha, examining his wounds. “What happened?” Ryat asks me from over his shoulders and as I open my mouth to respond no words make it out. Manageably, I shake my head. The man twists his head melancholically before scrambling around to gather his medicine bag. Just then my father and Lester shove into the house. Their bodies were covered with charcoal and grime. Panting heavily, Lester approaches the healer, his face shadowed with worry. “Is he still alive?” Heis husky voice barely vibrates in my ears over my soft sobs. I hold Logan’s hand close to my chest. “That’s what I’m checking, beta…” The man trails off when he shreds off the rest of the fabrics covering the alpha’s wounds. Immediately he sets his eyes on it, a frown curls his lips. He hunkers low and plucks a le