Lolaa Vの小説

I hated myself and every inch of the soft bed I was lying in mocked me. The white sheets, the faint scent of antiseptic and lavender reminded me of my own weakness. I shouldn’t have come here. I should’ve withstood it, his beast, his presence, his power. I should’ve looked him dead in the eye and not flinched, not crumbled like I did.“Pathetic,” I muttered under my breath, turning again in the bed, wincing as a dull ache shot through my ribs. I cursed quietly, dragging my arm over my eyes. I should’ve stayed standing. I should’ve stayed strong.Instead, I lay there like some wounded pup in the healing center. The day had grown brighter; sunlight leaked through the blinds in sharp, golden lines, and I could hear the soft hum of students walking past the hallway... laughing, gossiping, living. The world didn’t stop because I broke.My body ached, my pride stung worse, and I cursed myself under my breath for looking weak. For being weak. For crumbling like some fragile thing in front of

She had been out here all night.I clenched my jaw. “Are you insane?” My voice came out sharper than a sword. “Did I tell you to stay here all night? What is your name?”She didn’t answer. I didn't know what kind of demon possessed her to think she was supposed to be standing here in the crippling cold all night, but I definitely was not in the mood for her psycho flirting this early in the day.“I said report for punishment, not freeze to death waiting for me.”Still, she said nothing. Just that disrespectful, condescending, murderous glare. Like she thought if she looked hard enough, she could burn me alive with it. It was a joke at first, but it was honestly beginning to get on my nervesHer silence only stoked my frustration. “ When you didn’t see me, why didn’t you just leave? What is your problem?”She stayed mute, pressed her lips tightly like she was trying to pass a message. All she gave away was just that look, like she could kill me with her eyes alone. My temper snapped,

Dawn came too early. It always did.The faint gold bleed of sunlight filtered through the curtains as I rolled out of bed, I dragged a hand over my face. My body ached from yesterday’s drills and Valora’s particular brand of distraction. I pulled on my running clothes, black shorts, a fitted shirt, and new sneakers, as I tried to shake off the image of Rivan sitting on that fallen oak, his cryptic words about a “red wolf” echoing in my head. What the hell did he mean?Rivan’s voice had felt too real, too raw like he was panicking. The red wolf. What the hell did he mean by that?I pushed the thought aside, grabbed my running gear, and slipped out into the hallway. The academy’s dorm corridors were still half-dark, the kind of quiet only broken by the hum of magic in the air. My steps echoed softly against the marble floors until I stopped in front of Kiyan’s door.And sure enough I heard moaning. Loud, breathy and unashamed.I pinched the bridge of my nose and groaned. “For fuck’s sa

Afterward, silence settled between us, it was heavy, spent and my mind was already elsewhere. I steadied her, carefully unfastening the belt from her wrists and helping her back into her clothes.When she was dressed, I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. She smiled faintly. “You’re leaving already?“I’ve got class in twenty minutes,” I murmured. “And I don’t intend to walk in smelling like you.”Her smirk returned, slow and sly. “Shame. I like marking you.”“I’ll see you later.”She nodded, still catching her breath, and I slipped out of her room, the door clicking shut behind me.The rest of the day blurred by in a haze of classes, drills, and paperwork for my father. By the time evening rolled around, I was spent and my body was heavy with exhaustion. I collapsed onto my bed, the mattress dipped under my weight, and let my eyes drift shut. I didn’t even realize I had fallen into a deep sleep until the world shifted..When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in my room.I was

The second the door to Valora’s room clicked shut, she was on me, her hands shoving me against the wall with a force that made the wood creak. Her lips crashed into mine, hungry and relentless, her nails digging into my shoulders as she pressed her body closer. I couldn’t help the low giggle that escaped into the kiss, the sudden intensity catching me off guard.I laughed against her mouth, half caught off guard, half entertained. “What’s gotten into you?”She drew back just enough to murmur, “What do you mean?”I tilted my head, watching her through half-lidded eyes. “We spent the night together. I left your room just this morning, you’re acting like you haven’t seen me in weeks. Didn’t think you’d be this—” I smirked. “Insatiable.”Her answering grin was slow, predatory. “Maybe I am. Maybe I need you too often for my own good.”I could’ve laughed again if it didn’t sound so true.She stepped back, her movements deliberate as she made a show of undressing. The purple corset dress she

I smirked, sensing an opportunity to turn the tables. “Speaking of telling everything, Kiyan,” I said, my tone light but pointed, “how exactly did you notice she was pretty? I thought you only had eyes for Sera.”Kiyan froze.I turned my gaze on Seraphine, voice low and teasing. “Are you really going to let him go around staring at other women? I suppose that’s not what loyal mates do”Seraphine’s expression darkened instantly. “Kiyan? How did you know she’s pretty?”He groaned. “Oh for—Aklan, you’re the devil.”Their argument started in seconds... sharp, biting, entirely predictable. I leaned back, crossing my arms, a satisfied smile tugging at my lips as they started bickering. Kiyan tried to backpedal, stammering about how he was just observing, while Seraphine poked his chest, her voice rose by the second. It was almost too easy to shut him up. Then I heard her voice.“What girl?”It was soft, lilting, but carried the kind of danger only a certain kind of woman could wield.Valor