Rain’s POV. My heart pounds in suffocating fear. My insides whirl and my breath grows hot against Professor Logan’s palms. Zeus pauses a few meters away from us, his nose poised in the air as if he's sniffing something. His ear is prickled, checking for any sound. For a moment there, I thought he was going to hear the ferocity of my beating heart. Hell will let lose if he sees me here, hiding and drenched with sweat from sexual torture. I don’t even know what to think yet what my father might do to me. Eyes fluttered like saucers, and I watch Zeus’s feet twirl on the tiled floor, veering towards us.Panic shoots through me. I buck in Professor Logan’s arms, trying to hide or run away before I’m caught. However, his grip is as firm as iron. My body magnet so hard on his, I can’t move. His hot breath ghosts over my ear as he whispers again. “Do not move. One move or sound from you then this shell will be out and he'll finally see us.” I still don’t understand what he means as I
Logan’s POV. I lather my wet body with the scented soap and stand under the showerhead. I’m mindless about the lukewarm water pouring down on me. My thoughts are running a mile a minute. All I can recall is what happened just two days ago. That has never happened before. I was only born an alpha but never with magic. I’m yet to access my full alpha abilities because I do not have the talisman moonstone with me. Yet, something so strange occurred. I magically developed invisibility power. For the past two hundred years of my life, never have I seen anything like that before. A chuckle bubbles from my mouth as I flit my hand over my chest, washing off the soap. Droplets of water slide down from my hair and into my face. I run a hand through my face and groan. I’ve tried to make sense of the power but nothing seems to explain that. Not even Tiago can explain.What exactly brought about such power? What exactly happened? I’m filled with doubts. So many doubts about my mate.Some
Logan’s POV. Rain’s wide, unblinking eyes stare right back at me, demanding the truth. But I know better than to let her know who I truly am. Even though it sucks my mate doesn’t really know my identity or what brought me to this town, I still can’t let her find out. I exhale a bit roughly, running a hand over my stubbled chin while her blue eyes dagger me intently. “Can I at least come in?” My voice is nothing but hoarse. My lips feel heavy with the lies I'm about to spill. Fortunately, Rain let go of the door handle and steps back. I move in tentatively and shut the door behind me. The air around here contains her scent mixed with mine and it stirs my wolf, making it rim the edges of my mind.“Rain. Listen uh…” “Just tell me the truth. Who exactly are you?” She quickly interrupts me, her voice harsh and piercing. I wet my throat. Then. “I’m a mage.” Lies! Lies!! The voice in my head roars, making bile rise in my throat. She stares at me with wide, shocked eyes. Rain opens
Rain's POV. "Thank goodness." I sigh as soon as I exit the bathroom. I'm happy the woman there didn't me with Logan. I walk down the path to the church while I think about Logan's words from earlier. He is a mage. Does that mean he is like Mrs. Sinai? I doubt though but I must say this is cool. At least, it saved us from being caught. My father will not take it lightly if he finds out I'm secretly seeing a man. The whole hide and seek thing with professor Logan is annoying because I want everyone in Oakdale town to know about us. This time around, Professor Logan isn't holding himself back anymore. He literally asked me to suck his cock, which I would have done had we not been interrupted. My cheeks warm at the thought of having his dick lodged in my mouth. I bet it's going to be damn tasty. "I wouldn't hesitate to lick him up next time," I whisper under my breath as I round the corner to the church entryway. Over and over again, I've memorized the eulogy I'll say about late
Logan’s POV. The rest of the afternoon, Lester and I spend it on keeping tabs on my unidentified rival. Though we aim for the same thing, which is taking back Oakdale town, his measures are drastic and they challenge my alpha position. Through the research we did, we found out my guesses were right. This unidentified rival sired more than one person. This can only mean he is from an alpha bloodline. Probably, my alpha bloodline. I feel so frustrated and eager to find out who the hell that is. He must definitely know about me and my mission in Oakdale if he is so eager to expose me. Lester and I embark on a killing spree right from the bar I figured out this hidden rival of mine spends his nights in Oakdale. He has the bar owner sired. The sluts, strippers, and attendees of the bar do his bidding. It was the bar owner who killed Mr. Fell's wife under my rival’s command.The problem is, I do not know who else he has sired to work for him except Yato. The last of my victim w
Rain's POV. Today has been filled with a flurry of activities. From the duty I was supposed to carry out at the church, to the dead body, the chaos, and the fencing my father ordered Zeus to teach Nadia and me.Among all these, I never expected Logan to be here in my room, looking charming and all sexy. His brunette hair is a bit scattered, I wish to drag my fingers through it. I can actually see lines of exhaustion on his face but he's doing a great job at hiding it well. He gives me that creepy smile of his as he arrests my hands to keep me from covering my bareness. If I had known that he'd be here, I wouldn't have removed my pants. The sensuous look he's giving me makes me feel jumpy in all the right places. What's with me and getting horny with just a trail of his eyes all around my body? That's crazy. I guess I'm no different from whores. The air in the room manages to penetrate in between my legs to gush over my sex. It adds to my growing wetness, wow. "You do not need t
Third Person POV. Mrs. Sinai made her way into the manor, aiming to answer the mayor's call. Her footsteps are hurried, echoing off the walls of the house. She realized no other servant was present, except Zeus. For years now, Zeus has been the mayor's right-hand man. That was to be expected given how they saved Zeus's life years ago. Right now, the man owes his allegiance to none other than the mayor.Scarred on the face and hulky, Zeus is one of the most feared men in Oakdale town. He barely talks rather his gun speaks for him. Unlike Zeus, Mrs. Sinai swore her allegiance to the four rulers as a result of her desire to become the most powerful witch on earth. She was born into the Celestial coven, and as a coven, the are checks to the magic a witch is allowed to perform. If one breaks the rule and upsets the balance of nature, then comes consequences. If the sin a witch committed was minor, she'd be sent to the Hole. In the Hole, their powers are sapped temporarily, leaving t
Logan's POV. I don't know how long has passed. Maybe hours, all night long, eternity, but I don't stop running through the jungle. My heart is racing and clenching with so much pain. By the sky, what is going on with me? Who is it that I dreamt about? Why so much connection with that wolf in my dream? It felt real. The dream felt real.Like I was there watching it display before my eyes. Crap! Goddess, what is this thing I feel? I feel several emotions mixed together now. Raw hatred for the people who made me lose my family. Raw pain for the life I lost, the family I lost. I crash against a tree, panting. This thing I feel inside me feels more like a bond. A very tight bond that's begging to be put together. "Grrrrrr!!!!" I'm losing my mind. I...can't...no. I can't hold it in again. My wolf growls again in pain. So much pain. My wolf staggers back again and growls. My paws burrow into the mud ground. I feel restless. Vengeful. Standing on my hind leg, I scrape my fingers o
Rain's POV. "I told you I'll be there in five minutes, Kylie. Just give me some more time, okay?" I rasp into the phone as I gather my books together into my bag. I'm trying to catch up on all that I've missed since Logan and I went on a trip to the city. "Okay, please...hurry," Kylie mutters and for a moment I pause. She sounds tense. Her voice is clipped. I wonder what happened to her? I sigh and nod even though she can't see me. "Alright, girl." I intone. Once the line goes off, I drop the phone from my ear but I don't stop staring at the screen as I wonder what could've made Kylie so worked up. I exited the library a little faster than I thought and boarded a cab to the nearby Cafe where Kylie insisted we meet. After giving the driver his paycheck and veering around, my eyes scan the area. It's midday, so the Cafe seems a little empty. Through the wall-to-ceiling windows, I see Kylie in the far corner, biting her nails. Instantly, I deduce something's wrong. Kylie never bi
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