LOGINDebbie.I didn't know how long I was supposed to feel awkward for. But right now, I was starting to feel relaxed.Not totally though, because I mean, I had my legs opened totally in front of my brother-in-law. But then, a huge part of me was screaming that Rain knew what he was doing.Even though he looked comfortable and was doing his job almost professionally.My legs ached to be squeezed shut from the heat that was brewing in between them.“Like this?” I asked, in response to when he said I should spread my legs further apart.“Yesss… ah…”I heard the sound leave his mouth. That sound.My eyes moved to his arm. It was moving—but not in the way it had been moving before this time. Going backward and forward, with his cock in his hand.“Rain? What are you doing?”The question came out of my mouth even before I could register it.He raised his eyes to me. They weren't neutral anymore. They were amber.Fuck, this guy was getting aroused by my bare self—when I thought he was being profe
Riven.I had left my dad’s office, and all I wanted was someone to talk to.Someone who I would converse with, because I didn’t want to walk through my emotions alone.I wanted to get through this. My father—he was not worth dwelling on.Don’t get me wrong, I’m still in shock, a big one. Because somehow, after connecting those dots, I had wished my findings were false. Like… I fucking wanted everything I thought to be totally wrong.But then—I wasn’t.And I was, in fact, one hundred percent right.As I moved, my mind reeled. I was supposed to be going to my suite, get a good rest.But I had someone I wanted to talk to.I dialed the first contact that came to my mind.Two rings, and he picked.“Hey,” Sky’s voice came from the other end—a voice that somehow sent chills through my steaming fury.“Where are you?” I asked.“At the medic,” he answered.My heart sank. Medic? Why was he at the medic?“The medic? Why are you at the medic?” I asked.“Nothing really, just… something came up. Som
Stiles.My heart was beating out of rhythm. My palms were sweaty.As I held him.Then—My… my… ph…on…on…ph…My brow furrowed. “Your phone?” I asked.But he wasn't responding, not with his eyes up like that.His phone, his phone—I chanted inwardly, my eyes darting around the space.“Where is his phone?” I was almost going crazy now.My hand reached to touch anything and everything on the table until—Yes. I found it.I picked it up, sliding through the automatic lock, but then, as lucky as could be, there was no password.Thank goodness.This was the only day I didn't consider people without passwords on their phones foolish.My hand scrolled through the contacts on his phone.Until I realized—What was I even doing with this phone?Who was I supposed to call?Then I moved my attention back to him, resting him partially on my arm.“I got your phone. Grey… Grey, talk to me. I got your phone…”And then he managed to say—“Sk… s… sk…”“Sky?”Oh yeah, right. Sky. His friend.Instantly, I s
Stiles.It's been days since I last saw Grey. I knew he lost his father, and I was very sorry.I hadn't had the time to see him, as he probably wasn't in school anymore—until all burial rites were done.But now, I had navigated his dorm, and I was on my way there to go pay him a visit.Exactly the kind of peaceful dorm a person of class should have. Unlike me, who surrounded myself with those nuisances.I smiled. Just kidding. Having those friends around me was a blessing and a curse too. But I still chose it—unless when I needed my peace.I had finally gotten to the place, and I pressed the doorbell.I wasn't sure if he was home since he had refused taking calls, but I just hoped for the best.Suddenly, I heard the door unlocking from the inside. The door opened, and there—Grey.My heart dropped.Damn… this guy…He wasn't looking like himself. Even without knowing, anyone could see that life had taken a toll on him. His curly hair was there, but the dark circles under his eyes were
Riven.As I walked into the building, my mind reeled. Everything was now making perfect sense inside my head. “How could he?” was the only thing that kept ringing in my head.The pain in my butt was no more than the pain of this sheer realization in my mind.Without warning, or even knocking, my hand connected with the door and it flew open. Not bothering to close it,my eyes met him.My father, Alpha Blackthorn.“Riven, what is wrong—”He furrowed his brows, paused. Probably because of the look on my face. Then,“What is wrong with you, Riven? Why did you barge into my office like that?” he asked with the firm authoritative voice that left no room for agitation.“Why?” was the only question that came out of my mouth.“Why?” I asked. “Why did you do it?”His frown deepened. “What why? Why did I do what?” he asked.I walked forward, now standing in front of his desk.“Junior council member,Intermediate council member,Council member Magg,Elder Gong,Elder Sthor.Why did you kill them
Riven.My hand flew to my ass, covering and clutching my butt crack as I walked over to the closet in slow, grandpa steps.“This is Skyler’s fault,” I muttered to myself.I took out a cloth to wear and… threw it on.Guess I would just lie down and wait until he was done.---After what seemed like forever, he was back in the bedroom. I didn't open my eyes; I was half asleep.Then he sat beside me, leaning down.“Hi, princess,” he called into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.“Don't call me that. You don’t have the right to,” I warned in a sleepy voice, my eyes still closed.“I don’t, but it doesn't change the fact that you are.”I rolled my eyes inwardly. “Whatever.”“Come on. The tea is ready, princess,” he said, placing a soft kiss on my lips.“You don't want it cold.”He stood up, and my eyes opened. I was feeling a tiny headache.Then he stretched forth his hand, lending me support, but I didn't want all that stupid sympathy.I slapped the hand off.“I will do it myself.”He







