His gaze held me prisoner. No matter what I did, I couldn’t shake it. It was so intense, and the feeling he evoked only accompanied it.
It seemed like in the moment it took me to convince myself to blink he was directly in front of me, his tall and muscular body towering over me.
The pull I felt toward this man was unlike anything else I had ever experienced. But as fast as the feeling came, it vanished. I gasped at the quick retraction.
The whole thing seemed like a dream. This had to be in my head, I thought. He leaned in, and his scent immediately hit me. I took in a deep breath, instantly recognizing it to be a blend of cashmere and rain.
Every part of me wanted to reach out and pull him closer, but instead, I shoved my hands into my coat pockets.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before,” he began, his voice deep and gravely and his blue eyes locked on me, one moment I thought I would drown in the blue, then he smiled like a pretty devil. “What’s your name?”
I tried to stop the involuntary shiver that went through my body as he spoke. Usually, I was put together—being the daughter of an Alpha will do that—but now, I was struggling to form a single answer. I was about to tell him my name when I saw Rebecca and her followers coming up the hall.
Rebecca and I were enemies in high school. It seemed that I came on top in every competition and she hated me bitterly for it. So she kept looking for my trouble and got into fights with me but I always won until Rebecca got her wolf at sixteen. Things started to change, Rebecca got stronger than me and I started to lose in the fights, but even though I knew she had gotten her wolf, I’d just do my best to defend myself and hit back as much as I could.
I tried to avoid her—not because I was scared of her, but because I was scared she’d somehow figure out that I turned 18 now and I still didn’t have a wolf. I knew that if she ever found out, she’d broadcast it all across the academy and my situation would get worse, so I didn’t want her to find out so soon.
With the direction they were heading, I was sure she would surely spot me and try and start something. I knew that much already.
I needed to find a way to hide from her, but I also didn’t want to leave.
So, instead of answering the man, I grabbed his large hands and pulled him into the corner. I swear I heard a huff from him as I dragged him away. Rebecca was still coming down the hall, but this way, we were out of sight and under a darker veil.
The man raised one side of his brow and looked at me curiously. When he turned to see where I was looking, I instinctively grabbed his face and kissed him.
I heard the roaring in his throat.
His lips were so soft and his musk was even better up close. My hands ghosted along his stubble before I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands quickly found their way to my waist as he deepened the kiss.
I briefly forgot that it was all to hide from Rebecca. It felt so natural being in an embrace with him like this. I turned us so my back was to the group of mean girls, and he eagerly let me.
I heard Rebecca mutter something to her followers, with her sentence ending in the word ‘familiar.’
My body panicked. Hopefully, she didn’t look very hard. I kissed the man harder, enjoying the way he tasted. His hands felt so right on my body. Once Rebecca had passed us, I let him turn us again so that his back was facing her while my face was hidden behind his large figure.
“Find somewhere else to do that, pervs!” Rebecca called out over her shoulder.
Everyone snickered, but I didn’t care. The mystery man was pushing me back into the wall, keeping the momentum going.
After what seemed like forever, we pulled away from each other. I prayed I didn’t look as flush as I felt. I glanced over his shoulder as Rebecca continued down the hall before letting out a shaky breath. I’d have to confront Rebecca at some point considering we both were at the academy, but not now.
The man chuckled darkly and moved his hands further down from my waist to my hips. I was surprised by his touch, bringing me out of my head.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, his voice husky and lips red. I could feel my body heating up.
“Nothing,” I lied. I quickly left his arm. “I’m sorry for kissing you. It was an emergency.”
I tried to pretend like nothing happened so that he wouldn’t discover my rising heartbeat and flushed face. How embarrassing. He chuckled, waving me off. I tried to keep my eyes trained on his blue ones instead of letting my gaze run down his large arms and chest.
“I’ll never mind a beautiful girl like you kissing me,” he replied charmingly.
I blushed at the attention but stood entirely still. As I observed him, my mind couldn’t help but wonder about him.
What was he doing here? He looked too old to be a student. If I had to guess, he was probably in his mid-twenties.
He looked at me darkly and then gazed down at my lips. I felt a pull to kiss him again. I was hungry for it, but stopped myself. We were lucky nobody saw us and recognized us.
We might not be so lucky the second time, I thought. Also, I didn’t even know who he was.
“So, you never answered my question earlier,” he started, biting his bottom lip. “What’s your name?”
I came back to my senses. I didn’t want to tell him my real name. I wanted to keep my identity a secret for the time being and the most important thing was I didn’t want others to know I am wolfless so soon. If I got too close to someone, they might find out. Besides, I kissed him by accident. It didn’t mean I had to know him. We probably would never meet again. I had come here to study not to kiss men I had just met—no matter how magnetic and hot those men were.
“My name is… Kara,” I answered and hoped it sounded true. He looked like he didn’t believe me, but shrugged.
“Kara. I like it,” he smiled.
I pointed in the direction I was heading before jumping the bones of this mystery man.
“I’m heading this way, so, I, uh, guess I’ll see you,” I noted, somewhat awkwardly.
He chuckled once again, I guess he thought I was funny.
“You are so interesting, Kara,” he noted, and then he stepped back more. “We will definitely be seeing more of each other.”
After he left, I couldn’t stop thinking about the man—and the more I thought about him, the more I realized just how weird the entire situation was. My mind wouldn’t stop drifting to why he was at the Academy in the first place. His age really stood out as we walked the halls together—he looked nothing like the people I passed as I walked to my actual dorm.Soon enough, my thoughts were overtaken by the beauty of the Academy. The buildings were stunning, with their gothic-style architecture and surrounding forestry to compliment. The south was much warmer than the north, which meant that the gardens were now in full bloom. I smelled the flowers as I walked by, inhaling deeply. I couldn’t wait to get back out there one day. I paused on the sidewalk and looked around. The area I was in didn’t look familiar; in fact, it was a lot different than I remembered from the tour. It took a minute to realize I was lost. A blonde girl was walking toward me, so I stopped he
“You know you didn’t want another fight,” I demanded of Rebecca.“What? You are scared now?”She cackled in response, and I knew she wasn’t backing down, which was a problem. The last time we got in a fight she hit me hard, I hit back harder. It had broken her nose and her daddy had just bought her a new face, so she was pissed. The fight was worse because we had both been in human form, for me because I couldn’t shift, and for her, probably because I didn’t shift, either. She was stronger in wolf form, but the stronger we could fight in human form, the more powerful we could be as a wolf. That was why we did a lot of sparring as humans–so that our wolves would grow stronger and we could become powerful warriors.At least, she could be more powerful as a wolf. For me, human fighting was all I was going to get.She had another advantage over me last time, even though I broke her nose. Her healing journey had been a fast and easy one, thanks to her
He nodded, and I heard Rebecca make a weird noise beside me. Before she could make a comment, Atlas spoke up again. “What about you?” he asked with a quick glance in Rebecca’s direction. “I’m Rebecca,” she answered from beside me, her voice much meeker now. “I apologize, Professor Atlas.” He nodded but didn’t look at her. His attention was entirely on me. It was overwhelming. His icey blue gaze would have this effect on any girl, I told myself. He was one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen. “I need you two to make peace. I won’t stand for any petty drama in my class,” he said. “And I need everyone else to find a partner.” He punctuated the sentence with a clap. There was a rumble of thunder in the air as he did. His eyes didn’t leave mine as he commanded the class. The electricity in the air was due to the storm, I’m sure. There was a flurry of activity as the crowd dispersed. Everyone found a partner quickly, people seemingly going with the friends they brought. I wish
“I am not going waste my time practicing these kindergarten skills.” Judy said as she looked at her nails and crossed her arms. She then gave me a fake smile. Her tone doesn’t match her pretty face. Her hair is pulled into two long braids and her blonde hair looks almost golden in this light. Her features are soft, unlike Rebecca’s artificial beauty. “So how about we just stand here wait and chill, the professor won’t mind, I knew these skills even before I was born.”That was exactly what I wanted, just now I had a fight with Rebecca and I didn’t want anyone’s attention anymore.“But I guess you need to practice more, in case Rebecca is looking for trouble again. After all, you almost got beat in front of everyone which would be super embarrassing.”“I will, thanks.” I said and ignored the sarcasm in her words, and left out the fact that I actually got the highest fighting entrance exam results this year. It’s probably for the best that people didn’t know. Most people didn’t
Cries of pain echoed around the arena. Judy and I looked at each other, both concerned. We walked over together to join the students that were looking at Arthur and his partner. Once we were there I saw the professor striding over. He looked angry. Our eyes met again and the anger in his gaze melted a little. “What happened here?” Atlas demanded to know and the students parted to let him through. “I was only trying to help.” Arthur said loudly as his partner laid on the ground. He was clutching his shoulder and crying out in pain. The storm continued to rumble in the distance and the wind picked up. Everyone remained silent as we watched the scene unfold. Rebecca was smiling at it. Atlas knelt next to the boy on the floor and inspected his shoulder. “His form was all off. All I did was adjust his shoulder so he could actually hit right. None of the other students can keep up with me.” Arthur continued to explain but he had a mischievous look on his face, like he just had fu
The sky opened up and it started to drizzle. The professor and I were standing in the center of the arena still, his hand heavy on my shoulder and his eyes intense in their questioning. It felt so right to be near him. I didn’t have the heart to shove him away and leave. My body positively melted around this man. “Did I do something wrong?” I ask and shake his shoulder off against all instinct to ask him to touch me more. I turn and square my shoulders, standing up straight. It was meant to be intimidating but my head barely reached his shoulders. I don’t understand why he would keep me behind. I didn’t perform the best today but it wasn’t poor enough to get punished for it. “Nothing wrong.” He whispered, leaning in more. The air was electric between us as the rain fell softly. Any part of me that wanted to get to dry ground was overwhelmed by his presence. The draw to his was so strong that it cannot be helped. I moved closer without realizing and we were almost chest to chest
My mouth opened and closed as I eyed Atlas curiously. I didn’t know what to say. Part of me didn’t want to say anything until we were in private. Some of the other students gave us weird looks as we made our way to his office. The door had his name on it. ‘Professor Atlas Firestone’ Before I could say anything about it we were in his office. He locked the door behind us and knowing he would probably get me against another door, I moved into the center of the room. I was going to miss my next class if we didn’t make this fast but I couldn’t help but be interested. Who was this mystery Alpha with so much power and so much knowledge?He stepped towards me and joined me in the middle of the room. We stared at each other for a moment and then we gestured to the chair in front of his desk. I frowned at him, not wanting to stretch this out, before listening. The chair was simple with a small amount of cushioning on it. He went around his desk and sat down. What he had said before w
*Atlas*A sense of pride swelled in my chest that she had trusted me enough to ask for help. I couldn’t help the smile that twisted at my features as I eyed her up. She was so beautiful: chocolate eyes and deep brown hair very intense. So much emotion behind those eyes, she was careful to keep it contained. All that tension in her shoulders, the way her combat clothes hugged her nimble figure. The first time I laid eyes on her was burned into my mind. The feeling came from behind me, I was compelled to turn and follow it. My wolf Alex knew immediately that she was my mate. There was no doubt about that. With the way she walked up to me, with that misty look on her face, before kissing me - I assumed she knew the same. But her reaction was weird, like she didn’t know that I am her mate, and Alex never could talk to his mate. He was confused, usually the other wolf answered quickly. She never responded after the first moment they recognized each other; it made my wolf sad, and
*Aria* Altas smiled at the question and gestured for me to come closer to him. Of course, I complied, and my wolf purred in satisfaction at the proximity. "It's everything that Rebecca's been doing to you for the past year," he whispered, "And I mean everything. Video of your fight when she used her powers to prevent you from moving. The chat where she and Scott planned to kill you and cover their tracks. Not to mention documentation of how Rebecca can control others using her mind. It's all in there. And truthfully, Rebecca is extremely lucky she's only being kicked out of school. If Rebecca were anybody else, she would go to prison for attempted murder!" "But how?" I asked, stunned and grateful for the help. "I mean, some of these things happened before I even really knew you! I don't understand." "From the moment we met, I knew you were special," he replied with a shrug. "And it was obvious that Rebecca was bad n
*Atlas* Seeing Aria's grief-stricken expression broke my heart. I knew what she must be thinking. That I was involved with another woman. And not only that but someone who looked just like her. I felt terrible for putting her through it. I felt even more terrible about the accusations that were no doubt made against her. I could only pray to the Moon Goddess that Aria would understand and forgive me once she knew the truth. "Altas, just the man we wanted to see," Principal Higgins said with a tired sigh, gesturing for me to enter the room. Despite his comment, he didn't look excited to lay eyes on me. I guess I could understand his point of view. As far as he was concerned, I was the cause of this whole mess. And he wasn't entirely wrong about that. "Happy to be of service," I replied in a casual tone that belied my true feelings. I sat down in the wooden chair next to Aria. My love looked so terrified and sad, and I
*Aria* I woke up the next morning with my head throbbing. Groaning, I tumbled out of bed and made my way slowly to the coffeemaker, wondering why on earth I'd had so much to drink the previous evening. While the coffee brewed I shuffled around the kitchen, finding and dry-swallowing two aspirin. I left the bottle out, realizing that Judy would probably need some when she woke up. After a few minutes, I poured the fragrant brew into a cup, added sugar, and took a deep drink. Once I was better able to function, I cast a glance at the clock next to the table. It read ten o'clock. I realized with no small amount of horror that both Judy and I had slept through battle class, which ran from nine o'clock to ten o'clock. "What time is it?" Judy asked as she made her way into the kitchen, pausing before the coffee pot to pour herself a mugful. I made a face and pointed to the clock, knowing what her reaction would be.
A slap rang out in the bar, which quickly fell silent. Everyone turned to look at Judy and Arthur, the hushed whisper of gossip filling the space. I looked around and then made eye contact with the girl Arthur had brought, who quickly looked down with an intense blush on her face. “Shut up, you weasel.” Judy spat out at Arthur and the lanky man seethed, narrowing his eyes at her as they stood face to face. “I am a Jackson, and you will accept my rejection.” The hushed gossiping around the bar got louder and people had formed a circle around the event. Some people had taken out their phones to snap pictures or take videos. Arthur started to look a little worried and his date looked completely mortified at this point. She stepped back and then ran out of the circle. The voices of people got louder, the lanky man groaned out and then slapped his hand on a table. The bar got quiet again. “I’ll accept your rejection…” Arthur started and then got a sinister smile o
*Aria*I was restless, my leg bouncing under my desk as I tried to stay focused on the history lesson in front of us. The professor droned on and on about the history of the royal packs. I eyed Rebecca looking very proud in the front row and rolled my eyes. It was the third day of not seeing Atlas anywhere on campus and I was on edge. This was the second time this had happened and he had returned before, but after everything we talked about it made me angry that he would disappear now. The class was dismissed and I walked to the lunch hall with Judy in a daze, it was hard to focus on anything but Atlas being gone. The blonde girl was talking about something, another friend of hers it seemed, and I just hummed and nodded along. I was trying to distract myself from the feeling but I couldn’t avoid it; I was sad. All this week I had attempted to keep away from the way I felt by hanging out with Judy, studying whenever I had a free moment, practicing sparring - but it was
*Atlas* I eyed my mate with a smirk, I attempted to hold in a laugh at the way she looked. There was a simmering anger in her dark brown eyes and tension in her frown, she was obviously jealous. It wasn’t the same anger and fierceness she showed while fighting. That was very sexy, this was more cute. My mate was adorable when she was trying to act like she was not jealous. Aria shifted on her feet and then looked away with a huff. “I want to keep my distance from you,” Aria said and then looked down with a frown. “Is that actually what you want?” I asked softly and went to put my hand on her cheek, grazing it lightly. She leaned into the touch slightly before looking back up, her eyes getting heated again before she stepped back. I knew deep down this wasn’t what she wanted. Our mate pull was so strong, that it’s almost like I could feel her emotions myself. “Yes, it is,” Aria said firmly, and then her face softened. “It’s… inconvenient for you to be my professor and my ma
*Aria* I woke up and groaned when my alarm went off the next morning. I'd arrived at the academy late the previous evening, and it felt as if I'd only just gotten to bed. I glanced at my alarm clock, hoping that somehow it had gone off early, leaving me time to get just a bit more sleep. But It was five in the morning, time to get ready to go to class again. I started the coffeemaker in my room, wondering if anything would change now that I had won the championship. I had no idea if Rebecca would leave me alone or not. And what about Arthur? His very public defeat couldn't have made him happy. As I sipped the fragrant brew, I thought about Atlas. His handsome smile. His hands on me, his mouth on my body. The way he always understood me without saying a word. The way he made me feel as if there was nothing I couldn't do. There was no doubt in my mind that he was my true mate, and the thought of it made me smile. However, I frowned as I contemplated the danger inherent in
*Aria* I woke up and sighed in contentment, stretching luxuriously. I sat up, realizing I was alone for the moment, and cast a glance around the room. I was still in Atlas's house, and now I was curious about my surroundings. I hadn't had time to notice them before, and remembering the reasons for my pleasant distraction made me blush. The room was sparsely furnished. While the king-sized bed was massive, not to mention incredibly comfortable with the robin's egg blue, Egyptian cotton sheets, it took up nearly the entirety of the room. The only other furnishings were an ornately carved chest of drawers across from the bed and gilded a full-length mirror mounted on the wall. Both pieces of furniture were decorated in a grapevine motif that matched the headboard and were lovely in their own right. However, it seemed strange that there wasn't anything more personal about my surroundings. It didn't seem as if the room's occupant lived there full-time or for very long. There wer
*Aria* Atlas beckoned to me with a wolfish grin, and I found myself following him into the tiny room. It appeared to be a study. Bookshelves lined the walls, and an ornately carved cherrywood desk stood sentry on the opposite side of the room. That was pretty much all I had the chance to observe, as Atlas shut the door behind us and pushed me against the wall, covering his body with mine. I couldn't think of anything but the feel of his hands on me, his mouth on me. Fire pulsed through my veins as he kissed me again and again. I had never felt this way about anyone before. While of course, I'd had boyfriends, it wasn't anywhere near the same. Atlas made my heart pound in a way that drove all other thoughts completely out of my mind. And it wasn't just physical. Atlas was kind and thoughtful, and somehow understood me without having to explain myself. I hated to admit it, but thoughts of him invaded my mind constantly. No matter what I was doing, I couldn't help thinking