登入POV: ACEMy vision turned completely red.I didn’t care that my body was still recovering from wolfsbane and silver. I didn’t care that we were standing in the middle of the crowded athletic wing where anyone could see us. All I saw was Monroe’s hand way too close to Vine’s waist, and all I heard was his soft voice trying to get into her head. He was talking about her past—touching something that wasn’t mine—and my wolf was losing its mind inside my chest."How else do I get it to you?" My voice was a lot calmer when compared to the rage steaming inside me. "PLEASE, engage me."He said nothing. Ha.... The bastard really did know how to push my buttons. I didn’t walk toward them. Couldn't really find the patience to. I charged. My boots slammed against the floor like a warning echoing through the hallway.The air shifted as I moved. Before Vine could even react, I shoved myself between them, my shoulder crashing hard into Monroe’s chest. The hit knocked him back a step, his duffel ba
POV: VINEI stood by the recessed water fountains near the athletic wing, trying to process everything that had just happened in that empty classroom with Ace.My heart was still pounding fast against my ribs. My skin still felt warm where his thumbs had wiped my tears, and his desperate plea to let him prove how much he needed me kept echoing in my head. I felt dazed, my thoughts spinning between the guilt tied to my sister’s memory and the frightening shift in the way Ace had been looking at me.I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice the hallway slowly emptying around me. That’s why I gasped when a heavy shadow suddenly fell over me.Oh. It was Bluey."Hey, Princess," he said softly, leaning his shoulder against the tiled wall beside me. He wore that same familiar grin from our childhood, his blue eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that used to comfort me instantly.It felt nice to have him around once again. I couldn't emphasize more on how much I loved knowing that
POV: ACEThe coach was sweating bullets, his face turning a sickly, translucent white as he suffocated under my father’s crushing Alpha aura. He looked like he was physically shrinking into his swiveling chair, completely pinned by the weight of a man that could snap his neck without breaking a sweat."Mr. Callahan, please," Coach frantically tried to explain, his hands flying up in a desperate, defensive gesture. "It's—it's the school board! They're the ones pushing the financial angle because of the Monroe corporate sponsorships! Arthur Monroe is threatening to pull the entire regional funding if Bluey isn't given a fair shot at leadership. It's not my decision!"My father didn't give a single damn about his excuses.He stepped forward, the air in the small office growing so heavy it felt impossible to draw a clean breath. He slammed his palm down onto the mahogany desk with a deafening, resounding *CRACK* that made the files rattle and the pencil cups jump straight into the air."
POV: ACEBluey Monroe for hockey captain this season.I stood completely frozen in the doorway, my hand still clamped around the brass handle so tightly the metal groaned under the pressure. The linoleum floorboards beneath my boots felt like they were tilting wildly. The office smelled of old sweat, leather notebooks, and the faint, chemical scent of the athletic director’s cheap coffee, but all I could focus on was the roar of blood rushing behind my ears."Ah, Ace. Come in," Coach murmured, finally looking up from the stack of glossy transfer transcripts spread across his desk. He waved a dismissive hand toward the basketball coach, who had been leaning against the filing cabinet. "Give us the room, Frank. We need to handle a roster adjustment."Frank nodded, giving me a cautious, lingering look as he squeezed past my massive frame into the hallway, shutting the frosted glass door behind him with a soft, definitive click.I walked in fully, my heavy boots striking the floor with a
POV: ACE I didn't even hesitate. The distance between us vanished in a single step as I stepped right into her space, my boots coming to a halt inches from her sneakers. I leaned down, crowding her against the locked classroom door so she had no choice but to look straight into my eyes. "I meant that you're mine and I couldn't stand his hands on you," I answered, my voice dropping into a raw, gravelly intensity that left absolutely nothing up for interpretation. "I meant that I apologized for what I did just so I could stand a chance with you, and I wasn't going to let that fucker ruin my chances for me while I do nothing about it." Vine stared at me, her chest heaving rapidly under my oversized jersey as the words hit her entirely the wrong way. The color drained from her cheeks, her expression twisting from confusion into a sharp, bitter disbelief. She pushed against my chest, her small hands trembling as she forced a few inches of distance between us. "So that's it?" she choke
POV: ACEI watched Vine let go of my hand without a single second of hesitation, sprinting forward to pounce on some guy who had bleached hair and a body that looked so fucking fake.I stood there, completely frozen on the concrete walkway, my empty fingers still curled in the shape of hers. The air in my lungs turned to pure ash as I watched this stranger lift her an inch off the ground, his pale hands wrapping securely around the waist that had been pressed against my chest just an hour ago. I had to watch him touch her in the name of some pathetic, nostalgic reunion, laughing and smiling down at her like he owned the right to her space.Princess V.The nickname rang in my ears, sending a violent, toxic wave of adrenaline straight to my gut. Calling her petnames when that right was reserved for just him. For me. I was the only one allowed to call her tiger, or baby, or anything that meant she belonged under my roof. Just who the fuck was this fucker? He looked like a human billboard
Vine"Does this have to do with my sister, your late mate? Is that why you brought me here?""Fuck! Tell me, is that why you torture me?" I asked again, my fingers kneading against my soft perky breasts as fluids flowed down my pussy in utter need.He pulled out right when I needed him the most. Ev
Vine "How... How could you, sister?" Her voice broke in pitch and her lips wobbled as she gazed at me like someone who had lost her soul.I tried to say something. Just to defend myself, to tell her I didn't know what pushed me to do it. But my throat felt dry and before I knew what was happening,
Vine"Well, at the moment, I have nothing to do with that." I stared at her, shifting a little, just in case her words birthed some terrible wolf out there to scratch the hell out of my face.Well, just kidding because her facial expression was so horrific.She sighed in relief and took a long brea
Ace Six years ago… No. Five. Whatever! It doesn't even matter because no matter the time that has passed, it's impossible to erase the pain she caused me. My eyes settled on the girl in front of me. Vine. Her black and white eyes are fixed on mine and her arms are still around my neck and I coul







