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Kila – POVI lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling as the memories of earlier played on repeat in my mind.Every look. Every touch. Every mistake.God, what was I thinking?Shame twisted in my stomach, hot and heavy. I buried my face in my pillow, groaning. If I could erase the last few hours—or at least rewind to before I let my guard down—I would.A loud knock on the door jolted me upright.I blinked, heart racing. “Who is it?” I called, trying to sound more alert than I felt.There was a pause. Then a voice came through, muffled but clear enough.“Your new roommate.”Roommate?Right. I’d completely forgotten they were assigning rooms today.I took a deep breath, brushing a hand over my hair to make myself look somewhat presentable. The last thing I needed was a stranger seeing me like this—messy, emotionally scrambled, and totally humiliated.I stood up, hesitated for half a second, then walked to the door and opened it.I opened the door slowly, expecting someone shy or awkward.W

Kila – POVThe way they were looking at me… it made my skin crawl.Four pairs of eyes locked onto mine—unblinking, intense, like I was prey they weren’t sure whether to devour or protect.Dax was the first to move. He stood up slowly, walked across the room, and shut the door behind me with a soft click. That sound alone sent a chill down my spine.“Why?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.I didn’t have to explain what I meant—they knew. The question was written all over my face.Adam, the eldest, gave me a smile. The kind that wasn’t really a smile at all. It held too many things—amusement, curiosity… possession.“Aren’t we mates?” he asked softly, stepping toward me.My throat went dry.Ever since that night at the Academy Ball—when I kissed Adam, when I let my walls crack just a little—I’d felt the shift. Not just in the bond, but in them. Like that one moment of vulnerability gave them permission to claim something I wasn’t ready to give.I forced myself to speak. “No. We’r

Kila – POV“Maybe you could come to our room later—”My heart stuttered at Ryker casual suggestion.Their room? Four massive, dangerously attractive Alpha guys in one space? Yeah, no thanks. That sounded like the start of a horror movie—or a fantasy gone terribly wrong.I forced a small nod, though every part of me was screaming absolutely not.“Actually, I’ve got class. I should go.”Just as I turned to leave, a sharp voice sliced through the air behind me.“Kila Monroe. Aren’t you supposed to be in class?”I froze.The temperature in the hallway seemed to drop five degrees as I turned slowly to face her. Headmistress Alira.She was infamous at Alpha Academy. Cold, strict, and terrifying in a way that made even full-blooded wolves tread carefully. Her piercing gaze always made my skin crawl—like she could see straight into my soul and didn’t like what she found.“I—I’m sorry,” I stammered, trying to keep my voice steady.Her eyes narrowed, disgust flashing in them. “Sorry? For what?

Kila – POVI walked down the hallway toward my next class, my mind racing with the words the brothers had said. “We’re mates, and the mark shows we are.”The idea wouldn’t leave me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something deep inside me had shifted.Growing up, my mom would tell me stories about wolves—about their packs, their bonds, and the power they held. Every time she did, something inside me stirred. Something I never fully understood.And now... now it was like those stories were coming to life.My mom left when I was younger. Everyone else believed she died, but I never bought that story. Not for a second. I always knew she was somewhere out there, watching over me.“Hey, watch out!” A voice snapped me from my thoughts.I collided with someone, a young girl around my age, and we both squatted down at the same time. Our heads bumped.“Ouch!” she winced, rubbing her forehead.I was too distracted to apologize right away. My words seemed to vanish, swallowed by the whirlwind

Adam – POV The moment she stepped into the car that night, something shifted in the air. At first, I thought I imagined it. Just another new student, nothing more. But then I got close—really close—and the scent hit me. Warm. Soft. Wild. And not wolf. Human. But that didn’t matter. Because the second I looked her in the eyes, I felt it. The pull. I’d heard about it before—an ancient kind of bond. One that didn’t care about bloodlines or rules. One that tore logic apart. But I never thought it would happen to me. To us. Kila. That was her name. Sharp tongue, guarded eyes, and a backbone tougher than most she-wolves. She was nothing like the girls here who threw themselves at Alphas, hoping to be claimed. Kila didn’t want us. Which only made it worse. Made it harder. My wolf was already restless, pacing inside me. The bond was clawing at my skin, demanding I get closer. Touch her. Claim her. But she wasn’t like us. She wasn’t ready. Hell, she didn’t even know what she w

Kila – POVI stood frozen outside the massive building—its sleek, matte-black walls towering above me like a fortress. A giant werewolf symbol was etched into the front doors, identical to the one burned into my arm.My legs felt like concrete.“You don’t have any bags?” the driver asked, snapping me out of my daze.I turned to him, my voice dry. “You didn’t ask me that when you picked me up.”He didn’t respond, just shrugged and moved towards his car boot.A few feet ahead, same four guys from the car stood clustered together, murmuring quietly. Their presence was… intense. The kind of quiet dominance that made your skin prickle.“Hey, skinny.”I heard it—of course I did. But I’d learned to ignore guys like that. Mainly Guys that comes in four. Guys who thought size or status made them worth listening to.Then I felt a light touch on my shoulder.“What?” I spun around, more defensive than I meant to be.He raised his hands, stepping back slightly. “Relax. You dropped something.”I l

R18+ CHAPTER AHEAD Damian POV ★★★3 weeks later★★★ “ How were you able to that?“ She passed the herb tea to me, with a stren expression. What she did to Diana almost kept me in my own shell—hidden and shy enough to voice. She smiled slowly at me. “Nothing, just being my father's daughter.“ The words reminded me about her father and everything he once done. Alex father had lot of history attached to his name—men and women he killed to claim things that matters. He had always hid it from his family and now the daughter is saying so, just makes ask my inner self. “Nice. Your father—” “—you shouldn't worry about that day, you should worry about yourself and your health.“ She cut off my words. Her expression becoming more serious. I gently sipped the tea and scanning the room with my eye. She sat opposite me, her face stucked into a book. At some point, she just have a look that dragged my attention. “What's wrong?“ She looked at me. “Reading na

Alex’s POVThere was something in the air—thick, heavy, wrong. Like a warning.She stepped forward.Instinctively, I backed away, my heartbeat picking up speed.Everything about her screamed danger—from the slick darkness of her hair to the way her heels clicked against the floor like gunshots. She didn’t walk. She owned the ground beneath her.“Who are you?” I asked, my voice unsteady.She cocked her head slightly, her lips curling into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“You already asked that,” she said coldly. “And I hate repeating myself.”Each step she took made my skin prickle. She wasn’t just intimidating—she was terrifying.Suddenly, a door creaked open behind her.Damian walked in, his face smeared with dirt and blood. My body jolted toward him instinctively, but before I could reach him, a large man grabbed me from behind, his arms like steel.“Let me go!” I shouted, thrashing, but his grip only tightened.The woman stopped just inches from me. Her breath mingled wit

Alex POV My whole body felt rough edged—ny arms felt as if, it has been tied with thick ropes for ages. I managed to sit up. I looked at my both side, but there was no sign of Damian. I didn't know how well to feel it react about that, but a simple thought came in. “maybe his out—”“Ouch.“ My voice was barely above a whisper, as I stretched out my neck. I relaxed on my back, leaning a bit backward to wall. Damian, wasn't healthy enough to have gone out from the Ward, or maybe he just went to take a shower and relax from all the whole stressful activities. “How are you doing?“ Simi asked as she walked into the room, with a smile. I nodded at her, almost returning same smile to her. Ftom her facial expression, she seemed a bit happy and maybe relieved, but that wasn't going same with me. Within me, I was depressed—angry. She sat beside me, while I just sat there thinking about my life. And how to run away from him atleast. Hours passed, and Damian

---Damian’s POVI knew exactly what she wanted from me—my body. Nothing more, nothing less.I carefully got out of the hospital bed, doing everything I could not to disturb Alex’s sleep. She looked too peaceful, and after everything, she deserved that rest.Quietly, I tiptoed toward the door, my heart pounding with every step.This mission could cost me my life—or, if I was lucky, finally give me a sliver of peace.“Sir, where are you going?”The nurse’s voice snapped me back to reality. I turned around slowly, masking my nerves with a small, practiced smile.“Just heading to the restroom,” I said calmly.She nodded. “Alright, sir.”I waited for her to walk away before I made another move.But my mind was already drifting—to that night with Diana.The last time we’d been together.The heat, the sweat, the sound of her voice echoing through that abandoned warehouse. It wasn’t love. It never had been. Just lust—dark and consuming.I shook the memory off and stepped out of the hospital.

Damian’s POVI couldn’t take my eyes off her—and I wasn’t even sure why.Alex was fast asleep, her breathing soft and steady, but my mind was anything but calm. Thoughts raced through my head, sharp and relentless.“Diana…” I muttered the name under my breath.My ex-wife.She was the kind of woman who would go to any lengths to bring me down. A queen in her own world—powerful, cunning, and dangerous. She surrounded herself with influential men, and her mere presence could strike fear into the average person’s heart.I rubbed my temples, my jaw clenching. “Damn it.”I could feel the anger rising, burning through me. I knew this had her fingerprints all over it. Who else would be bold enough—or cruel enough—to put Alex in harm’s way?I reached for my phone, the cracked screen lighting up in my hand. I scrolled through my contacts until I saw her name glaring back at me.Without hesitation, I tapped it.The phone rang once—twice—then connected.“Damian!” Her voice was louder than I remem

Alex’s POVI couldn’t make sense of the nurse’s words. Everything felt heavy, like the weight of the entire situation was pressing down on me, clouding my thoughts.“No matching blood, and he’s already lost so much!” she said.I sank onto the hospital bench, those words echoing in my head on repeat.Simi, the maid, paced nervously in front of me. Her worry was plain on her face.“Ma’am, what do we do now? He needs a blood transfusion immediately!”I stood up, my mind made up.“Test my blood. See if I’m a match.”The nurse nodded. “No problem. Come with me.”I took a deep breath and followed her, doing everything she instructed.I couldn’t let him die. I couldn't just stand by and watch him lose his life.When the results came back, we were a perfect match.They began the transfusion, taking my blood and preparing it for him. I tried to rest in the waiting area, but sleep wouldn’t come. My body was exhausted, but my mind refused to settle.I felt tense, drained, and deeply uncomfortabl