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
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