ログインSky.His gaze dimmed. I could see the amount of want that had clouded his eyes.He looked up from where my hand was placed and back to me.“That still doesn’t mean I want you here,” he responded, voice low.My thumb brushed his hardness again, and this time I felt him arch a little into my thumb. He needed more, and I knew it. But not yet.“So what does it mean?” I asked. My thumb continued stroking the pulsating dick on my thigh. My other hand, on his waist, roamed, moving up his back and down to his ass cheeks.Fuck it, I was so tempted to grab, to give a light squeeze, but I knew better. Although he didn’t react to this, I knew Riven wasn’t just any of these guys who would gladly receive. He was tough-skinned. If I messed up that much, he would jump off me, I knew it.I didn’t want to ruin this mood, so I instead ended up just… roaming my hand over it, feeling the smoothness.I leaned in, my lips finding the exposed skin on his neck.Fuck.The smell from him. It was really worth it
Riven.What? Coming over to where? There’s no way he meant that he was coming here, right?My fingers worked on my screen.Me: Coming over to where?I walked over to my bed, taking a seat with my eyes still glued on the phone. I didn't want Ford mocking me again.Then his message dropped.Sky: Your dorm.My dorm? No. Inasmuch as I would not mind being in the same place with him, I didn't want him here again.Ok, that was a lie. I actually wished he wasn't pulling those stupid stunts.Somehow I wished he actually meant that. But I wasn't going to tell him that.Me: No. You are not coming here.Delivered, read, typing…Sky: Too late…I huffed. Too late? What did he mean by too—Ding dong!The doorbell rang, jarring my thoughts off my phone. My eyes snapped back to the door.Who could that be?It was already late. I had an urge to reply Sky before I answered the door. But before I could,Ding dong!The doorbell rang again.I stood up from the bed, moving to the bedroom door. I walked str
Riven.“No, no, no, no… that’s not what I mean, I—” she started, wanting to defend herself, but I cut her off.“You know what? I really thought that you were smart. But now I know better.”“Riven,” she called, bringing her hand to my face, trying to cup my cheek. I stepped away, my fingers balled into a fist.“Leave,” I commanded in a low tone.Her eye widened. “What? You're asking me to leave your suite?”“Lara, I said leave,” I gritted.“Riven, I… it’s not… I—”“Fucking leave my suite now!” I barked, a loud voice that echoed through the walls, pointing at the door.I felt her shiver.“Riven!” she called, her voice squeaky, eyes already watered.But I didn’t give a fuck!“Now!” I ordered.She turned around instantly, picking her bag from the couch, and she moved to the door. She took one last glance before closing it.What the hell.How could one be so selfish?I thought as much. Most times, I wondered if she actually knew I was given a quest. Little did I know that she knew everythi
Riven.I knew she had been calling for a while, but I wasn't ready for any of those calls. I saw them, but I didn’t take them, because I had a lot of troubles going on in my life, and a forced Luna was a huge part of it.As I approached the door of this bright hallway, she saw me, and I could see the bright smile on her face as I walked towards her.“Riven!” she called, giggling towards me, her hands wrapping themselves around my neck. My hands stiffened by my side. My wolf clawed at my chest in agitation.“Baby, I had been waiting for you,” she said in a sad baby voice that made me cringe.Funny. She was waiting for me when it wasn’t like I told her to wait.“Sorry, Lara, I was at the site. Had a few things I wanted to sort out before tomorrow,” I replied with a calm, tired voice.“But I called your phone,” she insisted, her breath fanning my face.“Oh…” I responded, feigning surprise.I slid my hand into my pocket, like I was trying to fetch my phone for the first time today. I broug
Riven.My fingers scrolled up and down.I don't even know his family name.Plus, he was a new student, so his name would likely not be on the school hockey file yet.This is going to be a lot of work.What is so special about the name Alexander that makes parents name their boy child something like that?A whopping five hundred Alexanders in Silverfangs.Phew.I pushed the seat beside me backwards, taking a seat.I guess this is the price I pay for being born into the family.I got to work.Clicking on the profiles one after the other.A few hours into that hideous task and I was already getting tired.Then I made a quick decision. Two more clicks and I don't see his profile, I am done. I would be going to confront him myself.Then,Alexander Stern — the next name on the line.I clicked on the profile and…There…There it was.The face of the criminal.Filling my screen.I exhaled a sigh of relief.Then I scrolled straight to his background info, my eyes fixed on the screen in anticip
Riven.My eyes were glued on Alex.No crest on him.“Sorry coach, I misplaced it, Sir,” Alex responded with a short bow.Coach glared at him for a moment before turning to the rest of us.“Who else isn't with their crest?” he asked.“Me.”The familiar voice from the back called. I didn't need to turn; I already knew who it was. I stood up from the bench.“Come over here, Skyler,” coach said, urging him to come forward.“Where is your crest, Skyler?” Coach asked.“I misplaced it, Sir,” he responded with a short bow.My gaze moved briefly to him; he caught my gaze, and I could see a silly smile in his eyes.I looked away.“What is wrong with you transfers!” Coach barked. “What do you both mean by you misplaced your crest?”“Coach, they lost it on a date!” someone called from the back.The team erupted into a low chuckle.“Couple goals!” someone shouted.A shy smile formed on Alex's face — the smile of a murderer.“We are sorry, Coach,” they both said in unison.“Both of you, you're not







