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
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. “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
Third Person POV.Marcel and his armies have regrouped for the past few days, drafting out plans on how to launch the biggest strike the Slayers never saw coming. Not just that but he wanted to take Logan by surprise this time around and take his most cherished person. This was Marcel’s plan to kill two births with just one stone.He had taken time to study the school map and know the hidden pathways that would serve as their escape route once their mission had been accomplished and Marcel had discovered the hidden bunkers beneath the school.He positioned his soldiers there, giving them instructions not to let anyone else in. With everything well strategized, Marcel roared.“At the ding of the town’s bell, we’ll strike. Kill anyone or anything on site. But remember, get the girl!”“Yes, sire!” Roared the soldiers.They were lurking around in the woods, waiting for the bell to sound. Today the school was celebrating its hundred years anniversary and a fleet of cars and hordes of peopl
Logan's POV. The car tires screech over the asphalt as I drive into the school. Everywhere is a mess, with blood, receding fire, and low whimpers of pain. The scent of blood, burnt flesh and metal slither into the air around us. Horror fills me as I stand, aghast at what I'm seeing. It happened again, and this time, I was not able to catch the attackers. This right here looks more like a rogue attack. They took us unawares.My heart clenches at the thought of Rain and I begin skimming through the bodies on the ground. I maneuver over the broken chairs, tables, and glasses, looking out for my Luna. “Lester, help me find Rain!!” I order my beta.I try all I can not to let this sorrow numb my legs from moving. Rain just can't be dead. Instead of sorrow, I let revenge fill me up and I search tirelessly for her. She must be somewhere, I tell myself while I look. I hear the blaring sirens, informing me about the ambulance and town patrollers heading toward the school. I was just on
Logan's POV. The air smells like the old times. It's still untouched, save for the huge mansion that sits in the middle of the clearing. Nostalgia hits me square in the face, and I remember the times the pack members would gather around and watch Marcel and I showcase our strength through our fists, claws, and fangs. To me, it was a mere match of entertainment but to Marcel, it was of dominance and superiority. I thought he was among the family I lost, fortunately he isn't. But unfortunately, he'll die by my hands tonight. Blade howls before the mansion and rapidly jumps over the fence. He attacks the first set of guardsmen standing by the entrance. My wolf tears into their souls, ripping it out with his maw and sharp fangs. Cries of pain assail the air. I kill as I aim for the entrance but more men attack. Gunshots ring out and I duck, restrategizing as I attack. The onslaught is bloody. Bones crunch under my fangs. Skin rips under my claws. Just as a bullet makes its way ov
Third Person POV. Three Weeks Later. Tension stands like a wall in the meeting, dominating the Slayers. All the mayors had their heads bowed, distinctly shaking with fear. Their end was nigh, it seemed. The werewolves were about to topple them. If anything, the attack from earlier proved it. It was horrible, gory. In fact, words were undermining the sorry sight the school and students turned into. This attack was heavier than other preemptive attacks and now they had no means of defeating these killing machines known as werewolves. What measures were they supposed to take? Breathing had become increasingly heavy for them. To others, the mayors may seem good and fit but they know their life is deteriorating fast. It had been a long time since they renewed their sacrifice to maintain their life link to the werewolf they held hostage in the dungeon and now these attacks kept coming nonstop.Until when before they were struck their greatest foes? “Ahem!!” Mr. Grant cleared up his
r“Thank you, nurse.” I smile at the older woman who just finished changing my bandages. It had just been three weeks since I was hospitalized but I’m starting to regain my strength significantly.I can’t seem to remember what exactly happened and how I ended up here. The memory is just a blur. However, I do remember when Marcel had barged into the room he confined me in and I saw his monstrous face as he trod closer to me. I remember my shrieks and the scared look on my face but I can’t remember anything else aside from that.“You’re welcome, Ms. Rain…” The nurse's sonorous voice puts a halt to my thoughts. I nod at her and then she gathers her equipment to leave but suddenly stops at the door.“Uh…Ms. Rain?” She blurts as she faces me.“Yeah?” I cock a brow at her questioningly.“The flowers came in again today. Would you love to see them?” She asks me, a hopeful glint in her eyes.Not again, I sigh inwardly and rehearse the same words I’ve been telling her the past three weeks.“I t
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