Nobela ni Dark Pen

TIMONE'S POV.My throat was dry as fuck. Not like oh I need water dry—nah, this was full-on choking-on-sawdust, lungs-can’t-work kind of dry. Like my chest forgot how to breathe, like the air around me went too heavy too fast. Because he was here. Standing right there. Fucking Festus, the one I'd loved since I was young, and he instead had once had eyes for Devn, but eh was he here, looking so relaxed like he knew Aiden?.Not a dream. Not a hallucination. Not one of those fever memories I jerked off to when I was drunk and stupid and lonely at 3AM. Here. Flesh and blood and soaked in rain. Cold as fuck. Not meeting my goddamn eyes. Not even giving me a glance.I hated that.I fucking hated that.And then he just—he didn’t even speak to me. Didn’t even look my way. He was focused on Aiden, like always. Like everything started and ended with that stupid fucker.“We’re going home,” Festus said flat like death. And I swear to god, my stomach curled . Like something inside me actually retche

DEVINS POV.I woke up too warm. I didn’t move. Just blinked slowly into the soft, golden haze leaking through the blinds. Everything smelled like sex and skin and Aiden—his cologne rubbed raw against my neck, his breath soft on my shoulder. I felt his arm draped over my waist like a fuckin' vice. Possessive. Heavy. Comforting. Like he was still afraid I’d vanish if he let go.And maybe he was right.I stared up at the ceiling, trying to think, trying not to think. But I could still feel it. Byron. The way his hands felt on my hips. The way his mouth moved when he said my name. The sharp flicker of pride in his eyes when he told me he’d spoken to the investors. Said I had something real. That rawness. That drive."I've seen kids burn out," he'd said. "But you... you've got hunger. I can work with that."I’d been high off it. High off him. The way he pulled me in like I was more than just another boy with fast skates and daddy issues. The way he told me I was good. And when he kissed m

AidenS POV.My jaw ticked. I’d been tapping my phone screen for the past ten minutes like it owed me money, rhythm pounding from my fingertips straight into my skull. The second that door creaked open, I already knew it was him. Devin slumped in without a word, fell straight into bed next to me like gravity yanked him home, and buried his face into my neck.He smelled like liquor. Like sugar and lust and new cologne that didn’t belong to me.He cradled me in his arms, like I was the fucking prize. Pressed a wet, lazy kiss to my lips—one of those kisses that told on you, told where your tongue’s been, told who made you laugh a little too hard. And I kissed him back because I’m stupid like that, even when everything in me was already boiling.“You have fun?” I asked. My voice came out a little too smooth, too level. It was a test. I wanted to see if he could lie with his teeth still red. He nodded, smiling like a damn fool. “Yeah... yeah, I did.” His voice had that soft, sticky drag to

DEVIN'S POV I kept scrolling. thumb twitching. couldn’t even focus on the screen, wasn’t reading shit, just moving like the motion alone would keep my head from splitting in half. Nothing helped. Everything buzzed. Not just my phone, not just the hallway lights above me flickering like they were laughing at me, but inside. like a swarm. a fucking swarm in my chest.I stood there like an idiot, arms crossed, back against the office door, pretending I wasn't checking the time every five seconds. pretending I didn't care that he was late.Byron was never late. but then again, i wasn’t the kind of guy people were early for, was i?not the type of guy anyone waits on, not the one you rearrange plans for. i was the fuck-up. the background noise. the one who was too quiet, too angry, too much . Always. I knew that. I'd lived that. I wore it at every second guess, every clench of my jaw, every time I picked at my skin until I bled just to feel something. the door clicked. opened. and then

AidenS POV.the call came through just as i was starting to drift, Devin's sheets still warm from him, his scent stitched into the pillow my face was buried in, the room half-dark and too damn quiet except for the buzz-buzz of his phone near the edge of the bed, and it took me a minute to reach for it, my arm heavy like it didn’t wanna move, my brain not even clocking who’d call this early till i flipped the screen over and saw the name flash like a slap to the face—Festusof course it was fucking Festusi hesitated maybe a second too long before answering, thumb sliding over the green icon like i hated it but couldn’t stop myself anyway“Are you alive?” his voice cracked through, low, a little rough, sounded like he hadn’t slept more than an hour or two“barely,” i muttered, voice flat, sat up slow like the whole bed was trying to hold me down, “i’m breathing. what do you want”“wanted to know if you’re alright. you didn’t call”I snorted, rubbed a hand down my face, stared at Devin'

DEVIN’S POV.He was already out by the time i closed the door, not a care in the fucking world, like he didn’t just rip my goddamn heart out six months ago and mail it back to me in pieces.Aiden was in my bed. tucked in like he never left. like he hadn’t ghosted me. like he hadn’t vanished and made me think he was dead. and now he was telling me to calm down?fuck that.I stood outside my bedroom door too long. just… breathing. trying to remember how to fucking move, how to exist now that he was here again. The scent of him still clinging to my hoodie like it had claws. My hands smelled like him too. my lips. Every part of me was buzzing with some leftover static from that kiss, from the weight of his body slamming into mine like he’d been starving, like it was the only meal he wanted.God.but I had to leave.i had to move .so I shoved myself forward, one foot after the other, dragging my ass down the hallway. thinking maybe i’d hit the kitchen, grab coffee, scream into a mug or somet

ADRIAN I couldn't sleep that night. I kept pacing. Luckily, Eli was off partying somewhere, so he wasn't there to witness my turmoil.Every time I closed my eyes, I swear I could see him and hear him in my head. My wolf prowled inside me, restless, angry that I’d let Lucas walk away. The bond had sunk its claws in, and I was losing my grip on control.By morning, I looked like hell.“Rough night?” Eli asked as I took the seat he had reserved for me at breakfast.“Yeah. You can say that,” I said, moving my food about on my plate.“Too much birthday champagne?”“Something like that.”I wasn’t about to tell him the truth—that my sworn rival, Lucas Rayne ne, was my fated mate. The idea was ridiculous, even to me. My parents would lose their minds. The pack would see me as weak, maybe even unfit to lead. And Lucas? He’d probably rather rip his own throat out than claim me.“Hey,” Eli said, snapping his fingers in front of me. “You good? You’re zoning out.”“Yeah. Just tired.”He

ADRIAN The birthday party ended yesterday, but Lucas had asked to see me today after dinner. Now here I was on my way to the stairway, because it would be emptied out.It was past 10pm now, so everyone would either be in bed or at the parties that are held every night around here, so there was no chance that someone would overhear our conversation.Before I got down to the stairway, I could already see Lucas down there pacing. He looked battered, and even if it was hard for me to accept it, it was not troubling me as much as it was him.“Adrian, please tell me the truth. You were trying to mess with me so that I'll stay away from you. It's fine. I'm pissed now and I'll stay away from you, so stop this. Please.” The pleading tone in his voice broke me a little, but I couldn't change a thing.“You know I'm not messing with you. You felt it too.” I didn't even know how to explain it anymore at this point.He paused for a moment, then scoffed out a laugh. “No. No way

ADRIAN I hated birthdays.Every year since I could remember, my family threw a ridiculous celebration to remind me I was the heir to the Nightfang Pack. This year, though, it felt different—heavier. Eighteen. The age wolves came of age, the age you could feel the bond if your mate was near.With all this, I was supposed to feel a bit excited, but as I adjusted the collar of my dress shirt, I felt nothing but absolute dread.Maybe because I knew that I was on a fraying thread now. My father knew of some others who met their mates before eighteen, and he's been putting pressure on me ever since. Now that I'm eighteen, I should find one today, but what if I don't?I mean, that was the only reason my dad was throwing a big party and inviting every werewolf's kids and grandkids.If this wasn't a load of pressure, then I have no idea what is. In fact, I don't think there's any amount of pressure higher than this.“Looking good, Alpha,” Eli teased from the doorway.

ADRIAN The cafeteria smelled of coffee and super greasy foods. The smell made me feel nauseous, but I grabbed a tray anyway. I picked some bacon, eggs and toast, because not eating made my wolf super cranky.“Hey, I saved you a seat.” Eli called me over to a corner table.I was walking there when Eli placed his laptop on the table. He always had his laptop with him.“Morning, Alpha Heir,” he teased as I took a seat.“Shut up,man. It's not funny anymore.” I huffed as I sat down.He laughed loudly. “Relax, Kane. You’ve been wound tight since yesterday. What happened? Lucas, look at you funny again?”“I don’t get why he’s here, Eli. The Rayne heir doesn’t just… show up at a rival pack’s college for fun. He’s planning something.” I said and shoved eggs into my mouth.Eli arched a brow. “Or he’s just here for an education like everyone else.”I snorted. “Right. Lucas Rayne in an ethics class. That’s very believable.”Eli was smiling but the smile quickly f

ADRIAN“Adrian, hey.” A girl called as she ran after me. “Hey.” I smiled, turning to face her.Her face looked a bit familiar and I was wondering where I had met her before.She wasn't a wolf though. I could tell that by her scent. But if she wasn't a wolf, what would she want from me?“I'm Chloe. We met at the football game.” She smiled at me as she played with her hair.“Oh Chloe.” I grinned. “Hi. It's nice to see you around.”Did I remember who she was? No.Was I going to let her know that?Definitely not.I saw a lot of ladies everyday. I'm sure no one expected me to keep a track of them, right?“Im hosting a party at my place tonight. Would you like to come?” She leaned in closer, closing the space between the both of us.“Shit.” I took two steps back and ran a hand through my hair. “I'm pretty busy tonight, I'm not so sure I'll be able to make it.”“Oh.” Her face fell. “Okay. That's fine. I'll see you around school though, right?”“Yeah of course.” I nodde

Emily's PovWhen I woke up, everything felt wrong. My body ached, my head pounded, and the weight in my chest pressed harder with each shallow breath. For a moment, I laid there, staring at the ceiling, trying to convince myself that it had all been a nightmare, the office, her, Maxton… none of it was real.But it was real. The sheets next to me were cold. He wasn’t here.I pushed myself up, my limbs heavy as if they were betraying me. I needed to see him, to confront him again. Maybe there was some explanation, anything that could make the reality less unbearable. I stood on shaky legs and walked to our bedroom, clinging to the last fragments of hope that I didn’t want to lose.But then, the door opened, and all hope shattered.They were there, together in our bed, my bed, their bodies entwined, just like in his office. Maxton’s bare back moved in rhythm, and she, whoever she was, threw her head back in a moan, her dark hair cascading like some twisted crown.My breath caught in my

Emily's Pov Three years later. I continued to relentlessly fight the darkness that was taking over my head. The future of my father's hardwork lies in my palm, I cannot afford to disappoint him. The fight for dominance was brutal in my head. Maxton must succumb to my will…At last! I triumphed. I slowly became conscious of my environment, although my vision was still blurry. I sat up, yawning at the same time, and also waiting patiently for my sight to be recovered. My gaze rested on the wall, within a few seconds I was able to get a clear view of the clock on the wall.It was day time already, and it felt like seconds from last night…I moved my finger's to my bird nest of hair and began scratching it, trying to force out memories from last night. Immediately I was able to recall I turned to my side."Maxton you_" I was silenced by his disappearance. When did he get up from the bed? I highlighted from the bed and strolled down to the kitchen. To my surprise the food I had prepare

Emily's PovMy eyes were affixed on the television set in front of me, I was unconscious of my environment, my body was present but my soul had traveled far away from this planet, into a world of endless questions and thoughts.A sharp sound slipped suddenly into my ear making my heart skip, I turned to the direction of the sound. Lo and behold it was my father. He was dressed in a royal blue suit, lined with royalty, his hands were tucked into his trouser's pocket. My gaze traveled from his body down to the shopping bag on the floor.When did he step in? I must have been so intrigued by my own thoughts that my brain couldn't pick up the sound around me. "When did you step in?" I asked, adjusting the pajamas I was putting on.He took a deep breath and walked briskly to where I sat, and retired next to me. "You have been ignoring my calls," He responded, his eyes boring into mine.I smacked my lips and turned my gaze away from his. If it was possible I would bury him six feet beneath w

Micheal's PovI couldn't believe I married a child in an adult's body. It's really insulting. I'll be the heir soon and this childish lady is all I get? I just couldn't stand the fact that marriage has to be a criteria to be the heir of my father's empire."Aren't we supposed to be in the bedroom together?" Her voice interrupted my thoughts and that pissed me off even more. It was practically like I was thrown into hell and not a honeymoon. I wasn't feeling anything, I was numb and void of love towards her. At the altar, earlier, I just had to keep the role of a good son and marry the person I don't even know just to become the heir. I smiled, because I knew too well I'll be given that position over anyone else. Father has promised I only have to marry her, just for the world to know that I got married. "No, I will be sleeping on the couch in the sitting room. I've got a long day tomorrow, and the best thing you could do for me right now is to leave me alone and go to sleep." I pour

Emily's PovThe nice scents of the flowers that surrounded me, and the beautiful sight of the hall coupled with wonderful people. Gracious sights, dropping fountains in the middle of the room, the chandeliers were giving. I watched how the whole room was dignified with love and excitement, there, my friend, Sarah was with me. Smiling and giggling. "You're getting married, beautiful." Her eyes spoke excitement and her smile, I couldn't help but be grateful for having a good friend like her. "Thank you, Sarah." I hugged her after dressing me up, looked straight at the mirror and felt at ease."I should go call your mum?" She said cutting away from the hug,"And, that'll be for what?""To rate your dress up. You know I love compliments.""Well, don't you think the compliments should come from me?" "That's right, but your mum, she definitely knows how to give compliments better than you," I nodded and smiled."......a few minutes please." She dropped her small mirror and dashed out