I was having a nightmare again about Steven, so I skipped class, as Sylvia had advised. She was worried sick about me. I tried to ease her worries by making a joke about my health, but the fear in her eyes made me guilty."This is not progressing, Nathalie! The medications you were taking do not have any effect on your body anymore!""Mom, I'm really alright - "She cuts me off, "No. Your condition is getting worse, my dear..."My mother was already stressed about me, and I reassured her that I would do just fine. I could feel my heart clench when I caught her crying in the kitchen. The fact that she cried because of me made me feel guilty.A doorbell was heard in our house when I was chilling in the living room. Sylvia was cooking and stopped me, saying that she would get it."Mom, who was it?" I asked while turning on the TV screen. When she didn't reply, I looked back and saw that it was an unexpected guest."Professor Evan..." I whispered and looked at him with widening eyes.What
Professor Evan took a leave of absence for a week after I went back to classes. For a reason that I did not know, I did not dig deeper into that.Hazel, on the other hand, was so worried about me when she found out that I was sick again, but I reassured her that I was fine now."Hey, I got something to tell you!" Hazel whispered to me while we were walking in the hallway. I clutched my books and turned my head towards her, "If this is about your new binge-watched series, then I won't listen to you - "She rolled her eyes, "Of course not! I met Professor Evan's girlfriend talking to the Dean!"I stopped walking. "Girlfriend?""Yeah, that woman named Emily. I found out she was his girlfriend!"My mouth fell open. "Hazel, she wasn't his girlfriend. Who told you that?""Duh, I have so many sources! They confirmed it!""Are you sure?" I squinted my eyes at Hazel.She sighed, looked around, and showed me the pictures on her cellphone. I could feel my heart beating against my chest because o
Evan smirks at my reaction as he maneuvers the car to a familiar route.I turned to him and hissed angrily. "You shouldn't have done that!" He was clearly enjoying my reaction. "Are you embarrassed by me?"My cheeks turned red. "No. I'm just... uncomfortable with people suspecting us. What would they say after seeing that scene?""Nathalie, you have to chill," he grins from ear to ear and glances at me. "I was just taking you inside my car. What's wrong with that?"I fell silent after that and just enjoyed the green scenery of the road. Evan was weighing the reaction on my face. As soon as he pulled over to my favorite Burger Station near our house, I looked at him."How did you know this place?"He smirks and said, "Just a gut feeling that you would love it here. Come on," he said, tilting his head and went out of the car. He opened the door for me and held my hand. My hand was shaking and sweaty."Is it okay to hold hands here?""Yes," he replied confidently. "Your classmates rarel
I stared at Professor Evan and bit my lower lip. All of my rational thoughts faded away because I was so enthralled by him. He growled before kissing me again. My body involuntarily sat on his lap, my arms wrapped around his shoulders, while he was guiding my chin to kiss properly.We were so lost in the moment. I could feel my heart beating rapidly against my chest. His hands lowered down to my buttocks and massaged them.I let out a moan because of that."Fuck!" he whispered, and he plunged his tongue inside my mouth. His hand was shaking, and I know that he was just controlling himself not to hurt me."E-Evan..." I moaned his name on his mouth over and over again when we heard a clicking sound and a flashlight coming from the window.As fast as the thunder, I get up from his lap and look around the room."Who is that?" Professor Evan asked, covering his mouth. He let out a deep sigh first before standing up from his chair.His eyelids were still drooping as he looked at me. I proba
Hazel began crying in front of me, which only confirmed her guilt for what she had done. My anger towards her was palpable. "Why did you do it?" "I was jealous of you and him! You two were so close!" she admitted. "But that doesn't give you the right to betray me, Hazel!" I shouted at her. Advancing a step, I declared, "You are my best friend. I trusted you with my life, yet you betrayed that trust! You exposed my traumatic experiences through a tabloid!" "I'm sorry, okay?!" She sobbed, wiping her tears away. "I didn't mean to! I was just so consumed by jealousy and hatred for you!" "I thought you were my friend," I murmured, bowing my head, no longer able to face her words. Now, she glared at me. "I thought the same! You knew I liked Professor Evan, yet you tried to take him from me!" I was taken aback by her accusation. "I wasn't taking him from you, Hazel! Was he even yours to begin with?" She looked wounded by my response. "I hate you so much I wish you were dead, Nathalie
I have tried all means to contact Professor Evan, but he hasn't answered my calls. I purposely skipped my last class because I wanted to visit Professor Evan's condo. My remaining cash was just enough for me to get there, but the guard told me that Professor Evan had moved out.I was late.In my room, I cried myself to sleep and blamed myself for what I had done.Why didn't he even say goodbye to me properly?I wonder if he pities me. That would be even more heart-wrenching.I kept thinking about it until I fell asleep—but I was awakened by a sudden noise in my room."Who is it?" I mumbled to myself, clutching my blanket. My gaze swept the room, landing on a man's silhouette.Gasping, I seized my table lamp and clenched my eyes shut, bracing to confront the intruder when a familiar voice halted me."It's me, Nathalie."My eyes widened. "Professor Evan?!"He emerged from the shadows, leaning against the wall. His expression was unreadable; I couldn't discern his thoughts."Evan," he co
Before I could respond to Lycan Steven's offer, a howl was heard from inside the forest.In the thick of the night, under a moon that hung heavy and ominous in the sky, my heart raced with fear I had never known before."What's happening?" I gasped, asking as I looked around, alarmed by the howl."I think a rogue saw me killing his fellow rogue. Now, he's calling for his other rogues!" Lycan Steven replied, grabbing my wrist. "It's going to be dangerous for you. Let's get out of here first!"Another howl was heard. Steven and I were running, our feet barely touching the ground as we maneuvered through the dense underbrush.He was stronger and faster than I, so I couldn't keep up with him."Fuck, I can't put you on my back because a rogue might plunge himself onto my body! I don't want to risk your safety!" Steven hissed, paused, and then carried me in his arms, bridal style, while still in his human form."Steven!"As we paused for a moment to catch our breath, the stillness was shatt
Hazel's father left her alone in the living room."Let's go, Nathalie," Steven said, and I just followed and trusted him. He is wiser in solving the maze-like hallways of this mansion.We were about to go to the other side when we bumped into Hazel. She shrieked when she saw me, but I immediately clamped my hand over her mouth to stifle her voice."Nathalie!" Hazel and I pulled into a warm embrace.She cried in my arms and said, "I'm so sorry for betraying you! I felt so guilty that I couldn't sleep every night. When I went to your house, your mother said that you were missing and the authorities have been trying to find you. They were suspecting Professor Evan of kidnapping you because you were last seen with him!"I gasped and turned to Steven, who swallowed a lump in his throat and looked guilty."Professor Evan?" Hazel asked, confusion etched on her face. "What is he doing here? My father said you were one of the captured victims of theirs. Does that mean... ""Yes," Lycan Steven
Three months later..."Babe, here's your cup of coffee..."I looked up to see my beautiful wife in her white gown. It was early in the morning, and I usually read my papers at my office desk.She never disappoints me with her skill in coffee making. It tastes so good, just like her."What's with the smile, huh?" Nathalie asked as she sat in front of me. Shaking my head, I put down the cup on the cupboard and whispered, "Nothing...""Has work been hard lately?""No, but mine has," I smirked at her reaction."Huh?!" She asked in a shocked voice. I let out a hearty laugh and spread my legs widely. "Come here..." I nodded at my thighs and she obeyed me diligently."O-Okay..." she stuttered, a blush plastered on her cheeks.The moment I felt her skin touch mine, I could already feel myself becoming aroused.Damn it.Just like that.I inhaled her hair, her scent, her body wash. It felt amazing. All of it. I could feel myself getting harder because I wanted to kiss her."Steven, why am I here
The rain came down in a relentless cascade, each drops a reminder that my father, Lycan King Xavier, had died.As I stood amidst the solemn gravestones, the pitter-patter of raindrops echoed through the cemetery, blending with the soft sobs of mourning souls.I held tightly onto the umbrella, its canopy providing a feeble shield against the downpour, while my wife stood beside me, her presence a comforting anchor amidst my grief.I love my father. He wasn't a good husband, but he was a good person to our people in Silver Pack.He has done good and bad deeds. When he committed mistakes, I knew that he was just doing that for the sake of our pack. He managed the pack with his blood, sweat, and tears.Sylvia looked at me after she has done her few words for my father. It was my turn to speak.I grab the microphone and turn to everyone in front of our pack members. With a deep sigh, I begin to speak."My father and I didn't have a good relationship at the start. I was a rebellious child,
STEVEN'S POINT OF VIEWAs the soft tendrils of sleep began to release their hold on me, I stirred in the warmth of the tangled sheets.The night had been a whirlwind of passion and intimacy, leaving Nathalie and me both sated and exhausted.With a contented sigh, I nestled closer to her, basking in the afterglow of our love.But our reverie was abruptly shattered by the insistent chime of the doorbell, echoing through the quiet of the early morning. Nathalie and I exchanged a weary glance, wondering who could be calling at such an hour.As I reluctantly rose from the bed, Nathalie followed suit, her expression mirroring my own confusion and concern.Wrapping a robe around my shoulders, I made my way to the door, my senses on high alert.Standing on the threshold was a figure cloaked in white, a healer's uniform stained with patches of crimson.My heart skipped a beat at the sight, dread clawing at my insides as I struggled to comprehend why he was there and how he knew we were there."
As I took Steven's hand in mine, leading him towards the staircase, I could feel my heart fluttering with anticipation.His warm fingers intertwined with mine, sending a surge of electricity coursing through me."Where are we going?" Steven's voice broke through my thoughts, his curiosity evident in his tone."To the bedroom," I replied, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of my lips.Steven's eyes widened in surprise at my words, and I couldn't help but laugh softly as I covered his mouth with my hand, relishing in the playful moment.I was filled with an overwhelming sense of joy as I led him up the stairs, each step bringing us closer to the sanctuary we had created together.As we reached the top of the staircase, Steven turned to me, his eyes searching mine with a mixture of desire and affection."What do you want, baby? Hmmm?" His voice was husky, sending shivers down my spine as he brushed aside a stray strand of hair, his lips gently grazing my skin in a tender kiss."I
The air was filled with the heady aroma of roasted meats, laughter, and the joyful chatter of my fellow pack members as we celebrated the successful marking day of Steven and me.It was a night of triumph, a night of unity, as the Starlight Sentinels and Silver Pack joined together, marking a new era of strength and solidarity.Amidst the jubilation, I found myself standing beside Steven, my heart swelling with pride as Lycan King Xavier himself congratulated me for surviving the arduous ordeal of the marking."Congratulations, Nathalie. You have proven yourself to be worthy of my son. I knew that you are a gem." His words were a balm to my weary soul, reminding me of the strength and resilience I had discovered within myself."Thank you, Lycan King Xavier," I said, bowing my head a little to show respect for him.But as the festivities continued, Steven's voice cut through the revelry, drawing the attention of all present."Father, there's something I need to discuss with Nathalie,"
As I lay there, feeling the life draining from my body, I could sense a presence in the temple. The air seemed to shimmer, and I saw her— the Moon Goddess, radiant and ethereal, standing before me.Her presence was both awe-inspiring and comforting, like a warm embrace enveloping my soul. I felt drawn to her, as if she held the key to some great mystery."Nathalie," her voice echoed in my mind, gentle and soothing like a soft breeze. "It is time to leave this world behind and come with me to a place beyond heaven and earth."Her words washed over me, filling me with a sense of peace and tranquility. For a moment, I was tempted to reach out and take her hand, to follow her into the unknown.But then, a thought flashed through my mind— my pack, my loved ones waiting for me. I couldn't leave them behind, not yet.Steven...Sylvia, my mother. How about the family I always dreamed of?"I can't," I whispered, my voice barely audible even to myself. "I still have my pack, my family. They ne
As Steven became the new King of the Silver Pack, he wasted no time in initiating the ritual.Sylvia was there for me. "Are you ready, Nathalie?" she asked, a smile tugging at her lips. I smiled back at her and held her hands. "Yes, mother. I am more than ready."Her eyes gleamed with tears as she pulled me into a warm embrace. "You will survive. You're a strong woman, Nathalie. You may not be my biological daughter, but I know you can do it!"I let out a chuckle to ease the tension in the room. Lycan King Xavier looked at me and asked, "Just tell us if you want to change your mind. No one is forcing you to do this, my dear..."I nodded at him and turned to Steven, who had been watching me intently earlier. He still had his robe and cap wrapped around his body after the inauguration.He wanted to proceed immediately.I wanted it too."I'm sorry..." he whispered, looking into my eyes and pushing a strand of hair from my cheek."Why are you apologizing to me?" I chuckled at him."I'm so
My body felt so hot after Steven kissed me. It was like a fire ignited when his body touched my skin. We only stopped kissing when I couldn't breathe anymore."You alright?" he asked, gently pushing me against the bed and cupping my chin.I nodded and chuckled. "Yes, I am.""Good," he whispered and crashed his lips against mine. This time, the intensity of his kiss was more... like he was searching for something. So intense, so dark, like him."Fuck, your lips taste so sweet. I can't get enough of it," he growled against my ear and licked it. The sensation was new to me."S-Steven... w-what are you d-doing?" I asked, almost out of breath. But he didn't stop. My moans only encouraged him to continue.He was licking it as if it were his favorite dessert."Steven!" I moaned his name again and tried to find something to hold onto, to release the tension building in my stomach."Yes, baby?" he asked, his voice dark and mysterious, like the moon in the night sky."S-Stop it... it's... tickl
I felt my body collapse as if every ounce of energy had been sapped from me. Darkness enveloped my senses, swallowing me whole into its abyss.Then, like a distant echo, consciousness crept back in, sluggish and disoriented.As I gradually awoke, my surroundings slowly came into focus. My eyes adjusted to the dim light filtering through the curtains, and the familiar sight of Steven's room greeted me.Panic surged through me as I tried to piece together what had happened."What... what happened?" My voice was barely a whisper, hoarse from disuse or perhaps from the ordeal I'd just endured.My gaze swept across the room, taking in the familiar furniture, the posters adorning the walls, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting long shadows. It all seemed so ordinary, yet my mind raced with uncertainty."You're awake," Sylvia appeared in front of me. She was holding a cup of tea. Holding the cupboard, she put beside me, on the bed table. "How are you, my daughter?" I massaged my foreh