KYLIAN'S POV I stood at the edge of the bed, gazing down at her. Lorraine laid sprawled across the sheets, her body glowing softly in the light, waiting for me—no, inviting me, as if every part of her was meant to be touched, savored. My eyes trailed down, lingering on the wetness between her thighs, already pulsing with need. The sight alone sent a ripple of heat through my cock.Propped on her elbow, she grinned. That laugh—God, that laugh always tugged at something deep within me, a place I didn’t even know existed until her.“You're so dramatic, Kylian,” she teased “Hurry up. I’m running out of patience.”I chuckled softly, pulling down my briefs. Her eyes widened, darkening with hunger as she swallowed, watching every movement with eager anticipation. As I moved over her, positioning myself so that my body hovered just above hers, the heat between us became obvious. Our lips met briefly—soft, teasing—before I pulled back, reveling in the way her lashes fluttered closed and her
**A Few Days Later**“I think he’s the janitor,” Alex mumbled, filling his mouth with another spoonful of oats.Aiden, on the other hand, was less convinced. “He’s *not* the janitor!” he shouted, his voice laced with frustration. He turned to me, his wide, concerned eyes searching for validation. “He’s not the janitor, Mom. The janitor never wears a hoodie. This guy? He’s really creepy. Alex and I see him everywhere. Our friend even said he’s always watching us when we’re not looking.”I sat at the breakfast table, my spoon hovering over a now-forgotten bowl of cereal. Their words gripped me with tension. Alex shrugged, his tone light, as though dismissing the eerie feeling that his brother and I shared. “I’m telling you, Mom, it’s just the janitor. He probably just likes us or something.”But my instincts screamed otherwise. From everything they described, it felt like more than coincidence—it felt like we were being watched. Someone was keeping tabs on my boys.“You two need to be
With my sons missing, there was only one thing I could do. I made by way to the police station. Before doing that, the teachers along with other people looked for them but we caught no sight of my boys. Oh no. Not again. The thought of something happening to them caused a deep ache in my chest. Who could be behind this now? Neil was behind bars so it definitely couldn't be him. My mind was a mess. I wondered who could have taken my sons. I wondered how the school could have been stupid enough to let them go with strangers. But the funny thing was, the teachers swore that I was the one who picked them. What the hell was happening? By the time I got to the police station, I was a mess of nerves. Luckily, I had the note from yesterday in my hands. Someone was threatening me. Someone was after me. The note, the absence of my boys - I was sure that they were all connected. Someone was after me and the mere thought of it made me scared. The moment I saw the inspector on duty, I felt a
KYLIAN'S POVI ran all the way to the police station as fast as I could. My heart pounded and adrenaline coursed through my veins as I stormed toward the station entrance, scanning my surroundings.Where was she?My chest tightened as I failed to spot her. I felt the pulse of anxiety within me as I approached the nearest officer whose face was buried in a computer screen.“Good afternoon,” I forced out, trying to keep my composure.He barely glanced up, muttering a half-hearted response.“Have you seen a young woman here today? She—”“Yeah, yeah,” he cut me off with a lazy flick of his wrist. “She came in about a missing kid or something. Just left, not too long ago.”His words hit me like a blow to the chest. I froze. “Left? Left where?”Something in my voice must have snapped him to attention because he finally tore his eyes away from the screen and looked at me properly. “Uh,” he stammered, “she stepped out with one of us.”“One of you?” My brow furrowed. “Yeah,” he nodded, a bit
KYLIAN'S POVI traced Lorraine’s scent to the best of my ability. At this point, all my senses were heightened. My wolf senses were all over the place. I traced her scent to an empty clearing all the way at the other side of town. I checked around for the plate number I had memorized and I found it. The car was parked haphazardly near an abandoned building, the perfect spot for something sinister. The street was empty, no signs of life anywhere. I pulled up a few feet away and saw them—several men near a van. My breath caught when I saw what they were carrying.Lorraine’s limp body.They dropped her carelessly into the van, slamming the door shut, and were about to lock it when I made my move. I and sprinted toward them, feeling my rage increase. The moment I saw Lorraine’s limp body being tossed into that van, a fire roared to life in my chest. Every ounce of control I had been clinging to snapped. My wolf stirred inside me, furious, claws itching to shred through these men.There
KYLIAN'S POVThe moment I opened my eyes, I knew something was wrong.Lorraine was gone.I reached out for her warmth, but my hand landed on cold sheets. Her side of the bed was empty, and a sudden uneasy feeling pressed down on my chest. “Lorraine?” I called softly, but the silence that greeted me was unsettling. The house felt void, as if her absence drained it of its lifr. I dragged myself out of bed, my heart racing with unease. “Lorraine?” I called again, louder this time, hoping she'd appear from around the corner, maybe with a laugh, teasing me for being paranoid. But my voice only echoed back to me.I rushed through the rooms, my mind jumping to a dozen different possibilities. Where could she have gone at this hour? I dialed her number as I searched every corner of the house. Each unanswered ring intensified the knot in my stomach. When she didn’t pick up, dread settled in my bones.I paced in the kitchen, staring at the spot where she’d left her phone last night—except
KYLIAN'S POVIt’s been days since the tragedy happened and the house felt suffocating. Alex’s absence was like a shadow cast over everything. Without him, the house seemed empty. Aiden had barely spoken since we returned. The light in his eyes had dimmed. The spark in his eyes was replaced by a feeling that no child should ever bear. He refused to leave the house, isolating himself in the corners where he used to laugh.At meals, he stared at the empty chair that once belonged to Alex, his fork barely lifting to his mouth. When he did manage a bite, his eyes flickered to the seat as if waiting for his brother to appear. One afternoon, as I tried once again to coax him from his shell but he stood up and glared at me with his hands trembling. “Why didn’t you come for us?” His voice cracked “Why didn’t you save us from that monster?”The raw pain in his voice sliced through me. His words hurt me more than any knife ever could. I struggled to find words. My throat was tight with guilt.
WES' POVCole collapsed on the floor, exhausted.“You're just a lazy ass," I managed a smile as I lowered myself onto the floor and leaned against the wall.Actually, Cole wasn't a lazy ass. That felt like the hardest work I had ever done. Cole glanced at me, gaping. “Are you kidding me right now?"I chuckled, wiping the sweat from my forehead. “Who knew these walls were this strong."“I definitely did not know," he breathed.“Well, that aside." I lowered my voice, “The main resources are available now. What we need to do now is act.”He turned in my direction and nodded. “Yes." I held his gaze. "And you have to keep the promise."He sat up and nodded. "I've given you my word, Cole. And you also have to remain alive, I'd be back.”I nodded and looked away. I wasn't about to give a promise I couldn't keep. I think he suspected it too but he said nothing.The plan was simple. First, we agree to find a way to get Cole out of here then I made him promise to ensure that my family does not