OpheliaThat day, after Jude and Ryker reluctantly left, I set about making the first of many changes.Neither one of my mates wanted to go, but I couldn’t get things done with them hovering over my shoulder, constantly waiting for me to break. Little did they know I was already broken.This was me piecing myself back together, and it was something I needed to do on my own. Letting them do it for me would’ve been easier, but it would’ve resulted in me being even more attached to them than I already was.If Ryker could bottle all his emotions up, and Jude could funnel his into rage, then I could do the same.First thing first, I tossed out every crumb of Dark Matter I owned. Every speck hidden in the back of the top drawer of my bedside table was thrown into the trash, consumed by the smoldering embers of what had once been my favorite sundress and jacket.The mere scent of the herb brought me back to last night, causing me to run to the toilet before I could vomit on the floor.I skip
OpheliaThe next three days went exactly the same.Ryker would pick me up early in the morning, always with breakfast despite me having absolutely no appetite, to take me to the library where I’d read everything I could get my hands on until my classes started in the evening.He didn’t comment on the bags forming under my eyes, or the fact that I’d worn the same long sleeve t-shirt twice in a row. Just as he didn’t comment on the slight tremor in my hands, or the fact that I was more irritable than usual.I could tell he wanted to. I could practically feel his brain working every time he noticed an after effect of trauma or the withdrawal of the Dark Matter, but he didn’t.He continued to try and take care of me though, being there for me in his own way.So long as I ate what food he brought me, he didn’t blink when I snuck into the crafting lab to pilfer ingredients for various potions and spells. It was oddly calming having him there, interjecting with tips that might enhance my spe
OpheliaA wave of nausea hit me at the sight. My fingers trembled, and not from the Dark Matter withdrawal.Dark Bonds weren’t well known. In most packs they were nothing more than twisted folklore, legends of darkness and slavery. Even now, I had no clue how Alpha Hunter knew about them. I had thought it was an infected mate bond until he told me the truth that terrible day.I quickly devoured the text, latching onto the bits of history that detailed the festering mark on my wrist.In 1492 Alpha King Archibald Westland retaliated after a Luna of a nearby settlement rejected his advances for marriage. Desiring offspring with her powerful magic, the Alpha King called forth his witch practitioners, each one masters in the dark arts. On the night of the Blood Moon, Alpha King Archibald Westland sacrificed seven of his strongest warriors to summon forth the father of all demons. The demon granted the Alpha King with magic of his own, along with the ability to bestow a mark containing pur
OpheliaI looked up at her, scanning my eyes over the sheer cardigan, pink blouse, and dark slacks she wore. “Yes?” Her eyes crinkled at the corners, “I noticed you’ve been in here a lot this week studying. I know exams are awhile away, but I wanted to offer you something that might help with your…ah, spells.” She motioned for me to follow, and I did. “These rooms are typically reserved for seniors since they aren’t as reckless with their magic, but I think a safe space to practice might do you some good.”The Librarian led me down a hall to the left of the room, one hidden behind the third row of book cases. Along the walls were doors trimmed in silver. They had symbols stamped on them in dark paint.She unlocked the first door with a standard metal key and ushered me inside. The room was entirely empty apart from a metal table against the far wall. One look and I knew it was bolted down. In between the light fixtures embedded into the ceiling were heavy duty sprinklers.“What is th
Ophelia“Ryker! Hello Ryker? I need you to talk to Jude! I’m pretty sure he’s hunting me.”My hair whipped at my face as I took off down the hall. I shoved past students who cursed and snarled at me for slamming into them, but I couldn’t stop. Adrenaline was keeping me going, forcing my legs to run faster and faster.Goddess why did this school have to be so damn big?I reached out again through the mind-link, trying to call for Ryker. A gasp tore from my throat as I took the hall to my left, only to see a flash of dark clothes, pale skin, and arms covered in ink.Nearly tripping over my own two feet, I stumbled back and took the hall to the right, clipping several students in the process. Picking up speed, I ducked under an open locker. At the very end of the hall were a set of double doors leading outside.“Hello? Damn it! Ryker, answer me right now.”I felt a rush of awareness as Ryker tuned in to the mind-link. Several seconds of silence rang out where I could hear only the beatin
OpheliaJude kicked open the front door and sauntered inside. My mouth dried up as I spotted the rows of prison cells on the first floor. They were made of silver and had several symbols painting the outside. I knew from my week in the library that they were binding symbols, meant to suppress a witches power.He bypassed them all, veering towards a curved staircase at the very back of the warehouse.I lifted my head and locked eyes with Ryker. He was several feet behind us, wearing only a pair of loose-fitting slacks. They hung low on his hips, showing off the deep v carved into his muscle.His lips were pressed into a harsh line, and I knew in my gut that whatever Jude had planned for me, Ryker would show me no mercy.Jude kicked the door at the top of the steps open and carried me into a large studio apartment. The entire back wall was nothing but windows, covered in thick black curtains that blocked out most of the light. A gothic-looking bed with black silk blankets sat off to the
Ophelia“Please,” I begged. “Fuck me, Jude. I need it.”Ryker groaned quietly, his cock now freed from his slacks and fisted in his large hand.My words seemed to shatter something within Jude, some last shred of worry that I might not want this. He surged forward, his cock slipping into my pussy. The burn was immediate, radiating down my legs and up my pelvis, causing me to cry out. Jude fell forward, his breath fanning across my shoulder blades.“Shhh, baby.” He cooed, his cock throbbing inside of me. “It’s alright. It won’t hurt for long.”As he began to thrust, dragging his length almost all the way out only to slam it back in, the red-hot pain was quickly overshadowed by the guttural sounds he was making.I might have been drowning, obliterated by the feel of his balls slapping my clit and his cock stretching me wide open, but so was he.Before long, I was begging him for more. Harder. Faster. Anything that would prolong the concoction of pain and pleasure he’d created.He clawed
OpheliaWith trembling hands, I squeezed my eyes shut and hit the call button. It rang twice before Alpha Hunter answered. A cold sweat trickled down the back of my neck as I picked up on his heavy breathing.“Meet me outside of the Moonlight Lounge.” His command was crisp, short, and so potent that an instant fire erupted in my veins, causing me to gasp and drop the phone.I curled in on myself, squeezing my wrist to try and staunch the pain, but nothing worked. Nothing made it any less agonizing. Only by putting my shoes on and leaving the house did it finally quiet to a persistent throb.Alpha Hunter was waiting for me in a blacked-out SUV, the same one I’d first stepped into those months ago. He was silent as we drove to the hotel he was staying at. I held my breath the entire ride, my eyes locked on his white-knuckled fists, which were perched on his thighs.I could feel the lid of my coffin closing as I stepped inside his hotel room and watched as he flicked the lock shut.Withi