It was time for my dad to reveal the secret about my mate when a sudden knock interrupted us. My mum entered the room, curious about our serious expressions. "What's going on? You both look deep in thought," she said, closing the door behind her. "Dad..." "It's nothing," I tried to speak, but my dad's serious tone stopped me. "The Alphas are waiting for you," my mum mentioned, looking intrigued. "I'll be down in a jiffy," he replied, and my mum left the room. "Son," my dad called, turning to me, "what you're feeling is beyond the mate bond. It's more powerful, and if your mate isn't by your side, it's dangerous... We'll talk more later in the evening; I have to go now," he said, patting my shoulder before leaving. I sat on the bed, trying to understand my dad's words. What did he mean by stronger than the mate bond? Is there a hidden story behind this? Looking at my watch, I saw it was almost 10. I quickly got ready; classes started at 10 AM. As I left the room and stepped int
My legs moved faster than I could pace, my heart beating faster with each step I took towards the block. Immediately I got there, I heard a loud scream, like someone punching the door, and it flew open. A student blew outside with blood gushing out of her lips. "The heck," I muttered, walking inside. I saw different students laying down on each other, and Xandra glared at each of them dangerously. "How did you..." I was unable to complete my words when I heard Niylah's frail voice, tears and sniffles audible. I walked toward her, bending to her level. She covered her body with her palms, her face smeared with bruises. She looked so pitiful, her hair rough, and the way she cried hurt my feelings. The notion of hugging her surged through my veins, my blood boiling with anger towards whoever came up with the idea of what just happened. "Are you okay?" Xandra asked, walking towards her and touching her shoulder. "I'm...I'm..." Niylah was unable to complete her words, all she kept doi
Niylah’s POV "Is today your birthday?" Henry asked again, but I could only stare at the door, wondering how Alex knew it was my birthday. I raised my gaze, and it met with Henry's eyes. I quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact. I wondered when he had started taking an interest in my daily life. "Is today your birthday, Niylah?" Liam's voice proclaimed, and I nodded gently. "Yes, today is my birthday." A gasp fell from Xandra's mouth. "But how on earth did Alex know about that?" Xandra asked. I raised my brow. "How did you know?" I asked Alex. He looked away, as if I had asked him a difficult question. "I just found out on your phone... your mom wished you an advance birthday," he replied. I nodded simply. "Are you sure Nova was the one behind all this?" Henry brought up. I nodded gently. "I see," he said, stroking his jaw with his palm as if thinking about something. He pulled out his phone, typed something I couldn't see, and then raised his head. "You caused the whole
Henry’s POV I stepped on the gas, my tires screeching as I sped out of the driveway. Anger coursed through my veins, my mind racing with thoughts of Nova and how she had hurt Niylah. I knew I had to confront her, but I also knew she wouldn't agree to meet me alone. That's why I had called Hilda, asking her to meet me at a nearby bar with Nova. As I arrived at the bar, I spotted Hilda and Nova waiting for me outside. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before getting out of the car. Hilda smiled as I approached, but Nova just looked at me with a mixture of fear and defiance. "Hey, Henry," Hilda said, as I hugged her briefly. "Nova and I were just catching up." I raised an eyebrow, looking at Nova. "I'm sure you were," I said dryly. We went inside and grabbed a table, ordering a round of drinks. “Did you perhaps tell Ivory about our meet up” I asked with a raised brows "No, I didn't," she said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "But why did you want to meet me and
Nova's eyes widened in terror as she gazed around the dark room, her mind racing with fear. She struggled against the ropes binding her wrists and ankles, but they only seemed to tighten, cutting into her skin. Her breath came in short gasps, her chest heaving with panic. Memories of the previous night flooded her mind, he remembered Henry's angry face, the man who had dragged her away. She remembered trying to fight back, but her movements had been slow and clumsy, her senses dulled by the alcohol. She tried to speak, but her voice was barely a whisper, her throat dry with fear. The man of the previous night loomed over her, his face a blur in the dim light. Nova's eyes fixed on him, her pupils dilating with terror. "Where am I," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Let me go," she added her gaze searching around. But the man just laughed, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "Who are you?" she demanded. "Why have you brought me here?!!!" she shouted, her voice echoing off
Henry’s POV I sat down in bed, staring at my phone with a mix of emotions. My finger hovered over the screen, hesitating over what to do with the video. I had a change of heart, deciding not to delete it, but just as I did, the door swung open. My finger slipped, and I accidentally clicked delete. My eyes widened in shock as I realized what I had done. The video was gone. I turned to face the door, ready to lash out at whoever had interrupted me. But when I saw Niylah standing there with a plate of cake, my anger dissipated. "What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to sound calm. Niylah smiled and raised the plate. "I brought my birthday cake." I raised an eyebrow, confused. "You brought it here?" "Yeah, I did," Niylah replied, walking towards the bed. "You looked like an hungry lion when you entered, probably you were hungry." "I'm not hungry."I scoffed. "Well, I brought it anyway” she chuckled and drop the plate on the bed. "Do you think I deserve the cake?" I asked my
Niylah's POV I woke up with heavy eyes, stretching my body like a maid who had walked all night. I stared around the room, realizing I had slept in Liam's room the night before, while Liam slept in the sitting room. Alex had gone home, despite my pleas for him to stay overnight. He had refused. I stared at the small portable desk beside me, and my smile beamed from my lips to my ears. Alex had given me a new phone yesterday, a phone I wasn't even expecting. I picked up the phone, staring at it. I hadn't started using it yet, as it hadn't been registered. I stood up from the bed. Today was Thursday, the last day of lectures for the week. Friday was a holiday for everyone in the department. I had no idea what to wear, knowing I had to go to class by 8 am. Going back to the hostel now was like stepping on a tail. I heard the knock on the door and went to open it, ending up being Xandra. "How was your night's rest?" she asked, and I beamed heavily. "Was good," I replied with a smile.
My eyes darted between Henry and Liam, waiting for one of them to explain what happened. Their cries grew louder and more intense. I watched in shock as Henry slid to the floor, tears streaming down his face, with Liam following suit. Their uncontrollable sobbing left me feeling increasingly curious and concerned. Xandra broke the silence. "What happened?" she asked, as we walked towards them. I wanted to touch Henry but hesitated, unsure how he would react to my touch. But with their extreme reaction, I knew something grave had occurred. I gently touched Liam's shoulder. His tears seemed to flow even harder. I then touched Henry's shoulder. He looked up at me, our eyes locking as tears continued to stream down his face. He tried to speak, but his emotions overwhelmed him. Despite everything he had done, seeing him in such distress filled me with pity and sadness. The door opened, and Alex entered, his expression somber. He glanced at Henry and Liam before biting his lip, clearly st