ZADEMy lips take in her lower plump one, sucking it into my mouth. She moans in my mouth when I sweep my tongue in her mouth, draw her closer, hand around her waist.Why is it … so dry? Why is there no passion I feel, no excitement nor spark between us?I pull away, eyes lowered as Livie breathes hard in front of me.“Wow.” Her breathy whisper tells me she enjoyed it. She doesn’t know how I feel or what I am thinking. “I missed that.”I cannot lie.I look at her round face, which is so beautiful in an aristocratic way, with full curly hair, and red lips from the kiss. She is beautiful and sexy. and yet …I rush her hair off her face, cradling her face. She looks happy, those eyes are hopeful, before she closes them and leans into my touch, her face pressing into my palm before she kisses it, hands clutching my wrist.“I brought you something.”Her brown eyes open and she smiles. “what is it?”Why is it this way?“you have to come with me to find out?” I stand up and offer her a hand.
OLIVIA“I want to be with you tonight.”He doesn’t seem to be breathing, frozen in place. A bitter taste fills my mouth and I ready myself for the excuse that's about to come.I have known for a while now that my boyfriend doesn’t desire me anymore. He doesn’t touch me nor look at me the same way he used to look at me. At least back then, he pretended to care enough and be present enough to make me believe.He pretended enough with me and I was content with it, as long as I held onto the illusion of a happy couple, as long as we pretended that we were both happy with each other, then everything was perfect.When was the last time things were seamless and smooth and it didn't feel like we were characters just saying designated lines?“livie.” His sigh tells me everything. I nod, the burger feeling like metal sitting in my stomach. Turning my back to him, I sigh as I look around the rooftop.This damned place.It was where we escaped together, where we were just two kids in love. We had
ZADEAs I watch the orange flame, I flick the lighter in and off.I can hear her. She is fast asleep.I push off the door and make my way toward the room I am meant to be in.I don’t have to knock, the door slightly ajar. I push it open, eyes adjusting to the slightly dark room and there she is.Standing at the front of the room, wearing nothing but lingerie that accentuates her body, looking like a sinful wet dream.“you came.”I odnt bother removing my leather jacket, stiding ovet to her. her gasp arouses something in me that akes me curl my hand around her neck and push her agsint the wall.Fear and … hesitation flashes in her eyes as I tighten my fingers around her throat.“Zade,” she tries to claw my hand away but it's useless.I don’t wait for her to utter another word, swallowing it in my mouth as I take her puckered lips in my mouth. I am not gentle, as I unclench my fingers, and I give her a bruising kiss.My teeth clang into hers. I can feel she is trying to keep up but she
ZADE“I don’t plan on being cute with you tonight.”My hand slowly caresses her skin, from her ankl,e to her thigh, traveling up her leg, watching fascination how she trembles and goosebumps leave in my wake, the higher I go.I kneel on the bed, slowly hovering above her, my elbow beside her head as I glide my palm softly on her skin, reaching her waist, to her ribcage, going up … feeling the swell of her breast, as I go further up until I reach her neck.I finally look at her face, her eyes hooded, her lashes fluttering as she looks up at me. I blink and I don’t see Livie but…Ari as she looks up at me, those smoldering eyes looking up at me.My breath hitches, freezing in place. I blink again and it's back to Livie, who is looking at me with desire, her hand going up from my chest, to my neck and finally to my jaw.“Baby?”What's going on?I lower my head towards her and kiss her softly, my lips pressing on hers, not going in, just feeling her plush soft lips on me.But it feels dif
ARII wake up in a gasp, my whole body feeling so sore and achy.Startled, I touch between my legs, and a blush creeps up my neck to my ears. My sleeping shorts are soaked.“uuurgh,” I groan, burying my face in my palms. What was that dream? Is that why I feel like I ran a marathon?I have never had such a dream before, let alone think of something like that. I mean I have always been curious but I thought I was asexual since none of the boys or girls I have met ever aroused such emotions from me.But that dream … why did it feel like it happened in real-time? And worst of all, it had to be with that stupid boy?!“This is so fucked up,” I groan as I push the covers off me and run to the bathroom. It is embarrassing enough that I am still tingling down there, worse than the moment he comes into my mind I want to feel as I felt in my dreams.Ahh, this is driving me insane!I set the water to ice cold as I strip and toss the wet shots and the tank top into the dryer before stepping into
ARIFor a cruel day, the weather is perfect.The cold air hit my skin and I exhale, feeling the weight of my circumstances heavy on my shoulders. I have never considered this to be my home, but the view on my balcony of my bedroom is so beautiful. The vast green rolling fields before a forest line breaks it is so perfect.I sigh when I scent the pancakes that mother is making me for my eighteenth birthday. Every wolf looks forward to this day, the mark day when they will meet their mate.I hear my mother coming in and I slip in my bedroom, jumping in bed and pretending to be still asleep. I am determined to avoid any confrontation today if I can and being absent until I am off to the new school.The thought of the new school makes me nervous but I will myself to be calm when I hear my mom turning the knob to my room.“Honey, wake up. It’s a new beautiful day,” she goes straight to the window and draws the curtain and comes to sit beside me.“I know you are awake, so stop hiding from m
ARIThe limo rolls through the massive gates and a long driveway comes into view, giving into tall stone buildings that look like castles. The school is so massive, and beautiful that it puts to shame all the private top schools I went in the human world.“Do you like it?” Mr. Parker asks me and I nod, while turning to look at them. “I wanted us to stay and meet your new friends and mates but Jacob has a meeting in New York so we are leaving tonight; you don’t mind do you?” my mom asks and I shake my head.“Mom, I will be okay. I will let you know everything tonight,” I wave the gadget I am holding, “I have this thing called a phone, it allows people to communicate when they are long distance.”My parents laugh, my mom rolling her eyes at me. “Look at you, treating me like an old lady,” she cajoles, and I laugh as I look outside the window again just as the limo stops.Some students are mingling at the front and I wonder how I will be received since I am the only one who is attending
ARIStanding 6’5 foot of perfection is looking at me with … hate and murder in his eyes that I forget how to breathe.Dressed in all black, his hands are tucked in his pickets, his perfect body so evidently godly sculpted despite the layers, a sharp jaw, chiselled cheeks, and piercing blue eyes. His hair cropped short leaving the front a little longer, he is so magnificent, insanely beautiful it should be a crime.“If you are done ogling-““I am just wondering why you have declared war on me. I just got here.”The lanky guy who is behind me chokes and I wonder what his deal is.“Don’t ever interrupt me when I am speaking again.”I have imagined my first time meeting the prince so many times and it always involved us wearing formal clothes, and acting cordial even though the only thing that connects us is our parents. I never thought it would be this harsh and unwelcoming.He comes near me, his alpha energy palpable that the lanky guy starts to choke. I try to hold my own but I feel i
ARII wake up in a gasp, my whole body feeling so sore and achy.Startled, I touch between my legs, and a blush creeps up my neck to my ears. My sleeping shorts are soaked.“uuurgh,” I groan, burying my face in my palms. What was that dream? Is that why I feel like I ran a marathon?I have never had such a dream before, let alone think of something like that. I mean I have always been curious but I thought I was asexual since none of the boys or girls I have met ever aroused such emotions from me.But that dream … why did it feel like it happened in real-time? And worst of all, it had to be with that stupid boy?!“This is so fucked up,” I groan as I push the covers off me and run to the bathroom. It is embarrassing enough that I am still tingling down there, worse than the moment he comes into my mind I want to feel as I felt in my dreams.Ahh, this is driving me insane!I set the water to ice cold as I strip and toss the wet shots and the tank top into the dryer before stepping into
ZADE“I don’t plan on being cute with you tonight.”My hand slowly caresses her skin, from her ankl,e to her thigh, traveling up her leg, watching fascination how she trembles and goosebumps leave in my wake, the higher I go.I kneel on the bed, slowly hovering above her, my elbow beside her head as I glide my palm softly on her skin, reaching her waist, to her ribcage, going up … feeling the swell of her breast, as I go further up until I reach her neck.I finally look at her face, her eyes hooded, her lashes fluttering as she looks up at me. I blink and I don’t see Livie but…Ari as she looks up at me, those smoldering eyes looking up at me.My breath hitches, freezing in place. I blink again and it's back to Livie, who is looking at me with desire, her hand going up from my chest, to my neck and finally to my jaw.“Baby?”What's going on?I lower my head towards her and kiss her softly, my lips pressing on hers, not going in, just feeling her plush soft lips on me.But it feels dif
ZADEAs I watch the orange flame, I flick the lighter in and off.I can hear her. She is fast asleep.I push off the door and make my way toward the room I am meant to be in.I don’t have to knock, the door slightly ajar. I push it open, eyes adjusting to the slightly dark room and there she is.Standing at the front of the room, wearing nothing but lingerie that accentuates her body, looking like a sinful wet dream.“you came.”I odnt bother removing my leather jacket, stiding ovet to her. her gasp arouses something in me that akes me curl my hand around her neck and push her agsint the wall.Fear and … hesitation flashes in her eyes as I tighten my fingers around her throat.“Zade,” she tries to claw my hand away but it's useless.I don’t wait for her to utter another word, swallowing it in my mouth as I take her puckered lips in my mouth. I am not gentle, as I unclench my fingers, and I give her a bruising kiss.My teeth clang into hers. I can feel she is trying to keep up but she
OLIVIA“I want to be with you tonight.”He doesn’t seem to be breathing, frozen in place. A bitter taste fills my mouth and I ready myself for the excuse that's about to come.I have known for a while now that my boyfriend doesn’t desire me anymore. He doesn’t touch me nor look at me the same way he used to look at me. At least back then, he pretended to care enough and be present enough to make me believe.He pretended enough with me and I was content with it, as long as I held onto the illusion of a happy couple, as long as we pretended that we were both happy with each other, then everything was perfect.When was the last time things were seamless and smooth and it didn't feel like we were characters just saying designated lines?“livie.” His sigh tells me everything. I nod, the burger feeling like metal sitting in my stomach. Turning my back to him, I sigh as I look around the rooftop.This damned place.It was where we escaped together, where we were just two kids in love. We had
ZADEMy lips take in her lower plump one, sucking it into my mouth. She moans in my mouth when I sweep my tongue in her mouth, draw her closer, hand around her waist.Why is it … so dry? Why is there no passion I feel, no excitement nor spark between us?I pull away, eyes lowered as Livie breathes hard in front of me.“Wow.” Her breathy whisper tells me she enjoyed it. She doesn’t know how I feel or what I am thinking. “I missed that.”I cannot lie.I look at her round face, which is so beautiful in an aristocratic way, with full curly hair, and red lips from the kiss. She is beautiful and sexy. and yet …I rush her hair off her face, cradling her face. She looks happy, those eyes are hopeful, before she closes them and leans into my touch, her face pressing into my palm before she kisses it, hands clutching my wrist.“I brought you something.”Her brown eyes open and she smiles. “what is it?”Why is it this way?“you have to come with me to find out?” I stand up and offer her a hand.
ZADE“there you are.”I walk in the greenhouse to the girl laying on her back watching the butterflies, surrounded by the flowers.“How did you find me?” livie asks, her voice quiet, her attention on the butterflies flying above her face.“Isn't this the place you come to when you need to be alone?” I stand above her, looking down at her.Her dark hair is splayed on the ground, her eyes a little red at the corners."then you know I need to be alone right now.”I take the stool nearby and sit on it next to her. “why did you leave?”Her hand outstretches, a butterfly sitting on her finger. “I didn’t wish to see you and your mate flirting right on my face.”“that's not how it was.”She exhales. “I want to be alone, I am not in the mood for you right now.”“I know you, if I leave right now, you wont want to see me for a week.”“then you don’t know me at all.”The silence stretches between us. “I keep messing up,” I exhale, looking up at the greenhouse. “I am sorry livie”She sits up, wipi
ARI“New girl, you are paired up with Zade. He is the best at getting you up to par with things.”Amazing. The one person who wanted me gone is now going to teach me how to punch. Maybe that isn't such a bad idea, then maybe I can punch him like I want to so much.I wait for him to say no or complain but he doesn’t. He only clenches his jaw and walks off to the back of the class. Mimi is nowhere to be seen, probably left when I was busy hitting the jerk with handballs.Olivia doesn’t say anything, as she squares up with another student, but still watching me. I don’t miss the way her throat bobs up and down as I follow Zade.They always say it's not good to show your enemy your weakness, because then the chances of you being exploited get significantly high. These two have made my life a living hell, to choose to be a saint is to ask to be a doormat.Do as the Romans do, they said.“are you going to take the whole day?” zade’s annoyed voice grates on my nerves as I finally reach where
ZADE“Dude!”“Punch me like you mean to.”“Are you trying to black out?”“Are you chickening out? You can’t handle it?”“I just don’t want to box a maniac,” Cass raises his fists in front of his face. “Something bothering you?”“Shut up and come at me.” I don’t wait for him as I throw the first punch, getting him in his ribs. He doesn’t fall, despite the packed punch. Instead, he stops and starts getting serious.“I would rather die than be bonded to you.”Wow, she is something. She can say anything just to avoid admitting that she wants me, but that doesn’t make sense. She laughed in my face when I said she wanted me, and she called me a clown.She insulted and laughed at me, something that had never happened before. It's not that my ego is that fragile that it can get bruised over a few words. I just can’t get her words out of my mind. I rejected her, I hate her but then why am I bugged that she doesn’t want me? Why does it make me want to punch something hard?“Girl problems?” Cass
ARIThere shouldn’t be a need for me to attend these obnoxious classes.What is knowing how to kickbox going to help me when all I want to be is a lawyer and live away from all these snobby wolves?“I hate this class the most,” I grumble as I tug the shirt I am wearing. It’s baggy, almost covering the shorts I am wearing underneath.“I know but it’s mandatory. All werewolves should know how to fight and protect their alpha,” Mimi chirps next to me, a large bottle of water in hand.“You like it?” I raise my eyebrows. I am not judging, but she doesn’t seem like the type who would enjoy any type of sport. She is so doll like and cute, I want to put her in my pocket and protect her forever.“Oh no, I am just repeating what the teacher said on the first day of orientation.”“Wow, you are like a walking Wikipedia.”“I can’t help that I am smart and have a good memory. It should fill in the other areas I am lacking,” she pushes her glass up her nose.Someone's shoulder bumps me so hard I cra