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. “Seriously? This early?” I snort, looking through my window at Kylie who’s perched against her car with crossed legs, tapping one foot into the ground.“You shouldn’t keep me waiting for long, missy.” She says into the phone, holding my stare. I sigh, shaking my head as I walk back to the dresser where I pack my hair into a neat ponytail. Kylie and I are still on call. Hence, I ask her. “Why don’t you just give me a hint of where we're going?” I hold the edge of the dresser to avoid falling as I fit into my shoes. “Last I checked, a girl with some serious crush on her professor said she wanted to up her game and this is me offering my help. Bingo!” I laugh at Kylie’s words. “Funny, Kylie. But if it isn’t…” “No, ifs, Rain. You’ve gotta be wild and let the man know what the hell he's missing choosing old mamas over you.” My face flushes hugely at her words. She’s right, I’ve got to show Logan what he's missing. I can’t just sit by and watch him feel like he can do a
Logan’s POV. My wolf has never threatened me the way it did today in class when I saw Rain walking into that shitty Yato's art class. By the sky, I nearly lost my shit when that happened, waging a war with my wolf. Anger becomes a living breathing thing inside me.“She wants to leave my class, huh?” I gush under my breath at the memory. While I was teaching the rest of the class, I only thought about Rain. I knew that horny asshole didn’t get his eyes off of her. I’ve warned him before to stay the hell away from Rain but he’s been an idiot by not following my instructions. He doesn’t know he’s playing with fire. Well, I guess I’ll have to make him feel the scorching heat of my fire. When I say stay away from Rain, I meant things like being her art teacher. I meant he should stop staring in her direction. But I’ll have my beta teach him a brief lesson. These were the thoughts I had in mind while blabbering rubbish in class today. My attention was divided between my jealous wolf,
Logan’s POV. I spend the remaining time locked up in my office. Lester has left to carry out his duties. Successfully, I've managed to push my wolf back into its barricade in my mind and several glasses of neat bourbon did the trick too. Actually, when werewolves battle with their other side, one of the things that helps keep them in check is alcohol. It dampens the desire to tear into someone’s flesh. I pace my office, gulping the hot drink and grunting. When I feel good enough, I sit back on my swivel chair and start going through my students' files. That’s when I came across something creepy on Rain’s file. She has two files that were mistakenly put together. In one of the files, her surname was Rain Wolfer while in the other, her other name was Hanks. Confusion brim me and I wonder what kind of mistake would that be. However, I can’t shake off the knowledge that the name Wolfer sounds familiar. Is there a missing dot in Rain's life? My curiosity peaks and I begin to dig
Third Person POV. Yato spent the evening at his favorite bar, drinking wildly and dancing to the rhythm of the blaring music without a single care in the world. He felt extremely delighted this evening for reasons unknown to him. He flirted with the waiters as he usually did, loving the attention they gave him back equally. His frolicking mood got to his friends who now began to question him. “Why being so…carefree tonight?” Damon, the brown-haired one asked. “Nothing man!” He yipped, drinking his shot. His eyes trailed to the waitress in a short mini-skirt passing by. Shooting out a hand, he smacked her buttocks, enjoying the way she squealed. His throat was wet with hunger as he studied the waitress's buttocks. Who didn’t know him in the bar? Yato loved sneaking around with the servers there. “Are you sure? I mean today is especially different.” Damon shrugged, tweaking a brow before grabbing his drink. Smilingly, Yato tapped his friend on the shoulder. “Trust me, man. Thin
Kylie's POV. My friend, Rain is completely shy as we stand before Dark Side. We left the car so Lucien could park properly in the garage. Rain’s shivering, probably she’s regretting having come here with me but I did it to help her.Although Rain has no idea what I did behind her back today. Ever since I knew Rain, she had never had someone who genuinely loved her, well save for me. I love Rain and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make her smile. Aside from me, no one has ever truly loved my friend. Not her father and not her sister. And that trashy Killan too. When Killan came back to Oakdale about a year ago, I thought things would be different. I thought he felt genuine love for Rain but he ended up proving me wrong. This time around, I’m sure Rain feels something strong for Professor Logan and I needed to know if the man truly felt the same or if he's just like the rest. While I was informing Rain about the Dark Side in the school garage, I knew the professor was behin
Third Person POV. Mr. Hanks had just finished taking a hot bath, prepared to curl over his bed and have a nice sleep. It had, of course, been a long day of disappointment. Slipping on his robe without much enthusiasm, he headed to bed and as he was about to pull his legs on the bed, a knock blared from the door. A confused frown etched on his face and with an irritated grunt, he stalked over to the door, fluttering it open. Much to his surprise, his new spy was on the other side of the door. “Sebastian,” He called, giving the man a once-over. No, Mr. Hanks wasn't expecting the man to show up so quickly. Yet he allowed him into his room. “You've come bearing news?” Sebastian gulped in a breath, trying hard to break the news to the mayor. “There's something you must know, mayor.” Sabastian managed eventually.The mayor paused, briefly casting him a serious look. “And what might that be?” “There's a pack of wolves…” “Where? How did you find out?” He interrupted Sabastian, growing
Third Person POV. All the mayors stood stunned. Words failed them as they watched what was transpiring. This wasn't what they'd expected. Hell, the girl wasn't like her mother! She's not shifting and that meant she wasn't a lycan. Disappointment filled the “Someone stop the fight!” He barked, shoving his hands in the air. “We can't. It'd reveal we had other intentions.” Mr. Ford replied to him. Shoving his scarlet face to Mr. Ford, Mr. Hanks barked. “I do not bloody care what people will think. I want no harm to my daughter!” He struts towards the drum and instantly beats it. All the cheers and murmurs in the field stopped. Everyone's attention turned towards the mayors. “People of Oakdale and our dearest guests. This is to bring to your notice the tourney has officially ended!” His words were ensued with confused murmurs. Something of sort had never occurred before. The tourney was more intriguing now it had intensified. However, no one had the balls to spill their protest
Third Person POV. Tiago's heart swelled with gratitude, relief, and love. It was all he felt as held his daughter close to him. Rain had meant so much to him even before he realized she was his daughter. The seed of his love for Yulia. Till now Tiago hadn't made sense of why Yulia erased his memories of her from his mind but somewhere in the depth of his soul, he knew she did it all for the best. Running his fingers through her hair, he kissed the top of Rain's head. Gushing a heavy breath. Holding Rain reminded him of Yulia all over again. The woman who made him leave his pack and hide his identity for years while in Oakdale town. “I'm glad you're here, father.” Rain's murmured words snapped Tiago from his hazy thoughts. They broke apart and he looked intently at Rain. Hearing her call him father, made his heart engorge. “You know I'll always be there to support you, Rain.” She gave him a watery smile. It all felt surreal finally having to call a man worthy of such respect her
Rain's POV. This can't be happening, I mutter inwardly as my eyes flutter open. I blink up at the moon and trees above, slowly taking in a breath as Logan's words settle in my mind. Tiago's my father? How did Logan find out about that? Suddenly, I jerk up in his arms and turn my weary gaze at him. "Baby," He says with a frown etched between his brows. When he pulls closer to me, he swipes the stray hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear. "It's okay. I'm here to support you." My eyes are still glossed over from unshed tears. Somehow, I feel like doubting his words but Logan can never lie to me about such things. "How did you know?" Is what I managed to get out.He takes in a breath and shakes his head. "There's a lot you don't know, Rain. This is one of them." He responds, voice cracking. When he looks up at me again, his face regains composure. "Your mother and Tiago were once lovers. They dated without the mayor's knowledge and when she became pregnant with you...she era
Logan’s POV. Rain and I dive into the night, heading to the old woodmill. It’s time I showed her what my life was like before it was so brutally taken away from me by those she regards as her father and protector. I want to show her the family I could have had here with me.We drive through the empty, dark road in silence and when I peer at Rain, I can see the wheels turning in her head. I just let her make assumptions while I ruminate over my past. The drive to the place takes longer than usual but we eventually pull up at the dark woods that leads to the woodmil. We exit the car, slamming our doors. Crickets and other night birds hoot and caw as I round the car to Rain’s side. She’s darting her eyes around wonderingly, rubbing the chills away from her arms. “Where is this?” She asks, turning to face me. A lock of hair slips from her bun, falling into her face. I grab the hair and tuck it back into place. My fingers lock with hers as we gaze into the looming darkness that is th
Logan's POV. She whimpers. She shudders, begging me for mercy but I grant her none. I eat Rain like a twelve-course meal. Like she's heaven, my heaven. The more pressure I add in sucking her pretty pussy lips into my mouth, the more she's torn between pushing me away and dragging me back on her sex. I chuckle at her indecisiveness, she doesn't know which choice to make. Hell, I make the choice for her by settling deeper in between her legs, pulling her calves over my shoulders, and making her ass peel away from the ground, and like the primitive beast I am, I devour her.My tongue lays flat against her clitoris and I tease her with my teeth. Embers of need cloud her skin as she explodes in ecstasy."Ouuuu, Logan...ohhh, please...more..." Her voice escapes her parted lip in breathless whimpers. As she arches her back, rolling unruly over the ground, Rain reaches out a hand into my hair. She fervently grabs my tresses with her palm and tugs my face into her core. "Eat me more...pl
Rain's POV. Under the silvery gaze of the crescent moon and shimmery stars that alight the woods, Logan kisses me. His touch against my skin is tender, and his lips moving skillfully against mine is arousing. Something inside whimpers at the reconnection. The feeling is woven tightly around my chest and slowly it cracks down the walls of resistance I tried to build since I learned the truth about everything. A string of moans streams from my mouth just as Logan thrusts his deft tongue into mine. He swallows my cries of pleasure. His lips, tender, lock against mine with a fierce passion. What is he doing to me? It took all my willpower to stand before him and challenge him but the instant he touched me, my mind went haywire. Now, I'm pliant in his arms, a prisoner to his pleasure. Logan skates his hand lower down my belly where a fire of need has gathered. I try to press my legs together and prevent his hand from reaching my heat.Goodness, I might combust from a flick of his f
Logan's POV. “When are we going to get my daughter away from him?” Tiago sits across from me in my study, asking. Sheer worry bead in his expression. For the past few weeks, the man has been lamenting about getting Rain away from the mayor's care. Hell, I’ve thought so deeply into that but it won't be as easy as it seems. Rain will hardly believe me, especially now she has severed ties between us.After her encounter with Marcel, my mate wants nothing to do with me ever again. I've tried to reach out to know the reasons for her actions but whatever effort I put in, it seems to scare her away even more. Now, I'm broken. More broken than I can put into words. While Tiago blabbers, I channel all of my focus on the students’ reports before me. I'm scribbling around the report aimlessly while my mind runs a mile a minute.How do win her heart back? How else do I gain her trust? I clutch the writing device firmly, scribbling away. Tiago's voice is a distant noise in my ears. All that
Rain's POV. Sweat breaks out on my forehead as I hasten my footsteps to match Zeus's in the hallway. The man had come to my side of the manor, informing me that my father had demanded to see me. It's been two days since my encounter with Kylie in the woods and I've been struggling to keep thoughts about my broken friend away from my mind. Whenever I remember him and the pains he was in, my heart shrinks with sadness. I truly wanted to save him. I just don't know how. Logan had been trying to reach out to me but I've done my best to avoid him. I can't stay with a liar such as him. Once we approach the end of the hallway that leads to my father's study, my pulse magnifies. Who in hell knows what he's about to tell me?I hate the sight of him and the other mayors. Deceitful set of men. Somehow I pray they'll be caught in their own game soon. "Enter. He's waiting..." Zeus's voice rings out and I pull away from my reverie. Taking a gulping breath, I walk into the office. The rich