EPISODE THREE

"Lust touches the body and fades. Love reaches the soul and lingers. But what if the two mingles?"

Zevara's POV

You,” he mouthed.

I glanced up at the man in front of me, and his brows furrowed in shock, then slowly his cold expression vanished into thin air, replaced by a gentle smile curling up in his lips.

Not the lustful one I have received. No. This one was genuine. More beautiful than I have ever seen. And I didn't realize when my lips curled into a smile too. I could say this is the first time I had smiled genuinely in my entire life—since there has been nothing fun going on in my life to smile about.

My heart raced. Not from nervousness or fear. But from what I believe was love.

I had never believed in love at first sight. But lust? Obsession? That, I could understand.

Is this how love feels?

Or is this lust?

The person would be a stranger, yet so familiar?

And the hearts of both of you would be in such a perfect sync?

And you feel like pressing your lips against his, without caring if you both just met?

Giving all of yourself to him even without caring to know his name?

I know it's too early to feel excited or grateful about this man, but the peace I felt this minute was a  proof that this man was different from the ones I met.

“Damn,” he finally murmured, his eyes softening. “You smell… insanely good.”

His voice alone made my cunt throb.

And yes… this is how a compliment should be.

Not your scent turns me on.

Not I can't get over your scent.

“Thank you,” I managed.

His lips parted.

“Captain,” an urgent voice echoed through the hallway.

We turned towards the direction, and it was another guy, standing at the exit, also kitted in an ice hockey uniform with his helmet in his hands. His nose flared up when my scent hit him, but he quickly making his expression.

“We are ready to leave,” he added.

The captain's eyes shifted back to me. “I have to go,” he said quickly, still watching me like he didn’t want to. “I believe we will meet some other time.“

Before I could respond, he raced towards the exit, and together, they disappeared.

That wasn’t a mate bond.

But Moon Goddess, it felt like something more dangerous.

Something I would crave again and again. Something that made my stomach flip upside down. Something that makes my body tingle even without being touched.

And he looked like he might come back for me.

This feels surreal.

“Yes.“ I clenched my fists.

“You seem to be in a good mood,” Nina said.

I turned back to see her approaching me, her boots hitting the floor sharply.

“Who is making you happier than I am?“ She asked, her eyes never leaving mine.

My lips parted. I wanted to tell her about him. Tell her about the man that makes sin seem like salvation, that blurs out the difference with love and lust, but I decided against it. I want to be sure he feels the same way before I tell her.

“No one. Just excited to be here,” I replied, still smiling.

Her eyes narrowed, and her lips pouted, but she nodded slowly. “Fine. You can't have another best friend besides me, Zev,” she joked, extending her pinky.

I had thought Nina would have outgrown this behavior, but it seems it's still very much part of her. She is fond of being jealous of friendship. Like she's jealous when I make other friends.

She's so strange, isn't she?

“Sure. Best friends till we become grannies.“ I hooked mine.

We both burst into laughter.

Nina slung her arm across my shoulders. “Come, let me introduce you to my cheerleading members. Would you like to join?“

Cheerleading?

Initially I didn't want to join, but since that guy is the captain, I'm in.

I want to be by his side.

“Yeah… I'm in.“

“Really?“ Nina raised her brow, surprised. “I legit thought you were going to reject it. Give excuse about studying like you always do.“

“Well…” I shrugged. “Maybe it’s time I stop just surviving... and start living.“

“That's it, baby.“ She raised her hand in a high five, and I slammed mine into it.

Inside, the practice room was filled with heavy glances and stares. Nina had introduced me to over eight of the ladies whose names I can't remember.

Okay, I'm smart, but I'm dull when it comes to memorizing faces and names.

One of the ladies extended the application form to me, but before I could take it, she left it, and it dropped on the floor.

Really…. I glanced up, and all the ladies were exchanging mocking stares. I don't need a soothsayer to tell me that I am not welcomed here either.

But it doesn't matter anyway.

I needed to be here. For him.

I picked up the form and filled in my name.

I walked up to the lady from earlier. “Here.“ I extended the form to her but dropped it before she could take it.

Anger flashed across her face, but I smirked instead.

Nina tried to teach me some of the steps—which I grabbed a few. Then she handed me a super tight uniform—red and blue.

“We will continue the rehearsals next week when the ice hockey team gets back from their match,” Nina finally says. “Let's hope they win.“

The ladies all nodded, glaring at me as they walked out of the room.

_______

“Thanks so much, Nina,” I said as we stepped into the grand living room.

She had taken to the mall and brought over fifty filthy dresses for me. Body-cons, armless, backless, and some almost revealing my plump breasts. She also brought a set of panties: thong, G-string, lace bikini, and even open-crotch.

I had initially refused, but then Nina doesn't take no for an answer. She mentioned how I'd need to start looking sexy so I could catch the attention of a man. And I agree with her since I have my ice hockey prince now.

“You’re welcome,” she says. “Take the bags to Zev’s room,” she ordered the maids.

Suddenly, the tension in the room thickens. The air felt suffocating. My body trembled slightly. And my body was in full heat.

This isn't possible.

It's not even the night of the full moon yet.

“Daddy,” Nina squealed and rushed past me.

I turned back, and a man was climbing down the stairs. Not just a man. An alpha. The air around him screamed that.

Magnus Creed.

I heard he is the powerful mafia Alpha of the Eclipse Pack of the North.

Billionaire.

Beast.

The man who ripped his enemies apart with his bare hands.

His polo clung to him like a second skin.

Strong, veiny arms covered in deadly tattoos.

Jaw set so perfectly and so beautifully.

And that was it.

My body didn't belong to me anymore.

It was as if it belongs to him.

His to control.

His to claim.

My cunt ache with needs.

My nipples hardened as if calling for his lips.

I swear, a part of me don't mind losing my virginity to this man.

His eyes were fixed like he was trying to see past me. Like he knows I wasn't as innocent as I appeared. Like he was trying to figure out what's going on between my thighs. Like he could smell my arousal.

I was supposed to look away. It was a taboo for a worthless omega like myself to stare at the Alpha directly, especially a high-ranking Alpha like him.

But I couldn't look away. Not when it seems like I was going to cum just from staring at him.

Not when he's staring at me like I'm a snack he wants to eat up right there and right now.

Not when his nose is twitching slightly like he is fighting hard to stay in control himself.

He could have me killed for it, but I don't mind dying.

Yes… I'd be a VIP ghost if I was killed by this man's sword.

And Selena… I felt my pussy tingling again.

I felt my breasts heavier like it's suddenly contains milk.

What the hell is happening to me today? The control I have prided on myself seems to be slipping off.

First it was the ice hockey guy, and now Nina's father? It was my first time being sexually, erotically attracted to someone.

Oh, fuck... His masculine and powerful scent wrapped around him, and I gnash my teeth to stop the moan threatening to slip past me.

Nina continued, smiling. She doesn't know yet. She doesn't know that my thighs are trembling just from the eyes of her father on me. She doesn't know that slowly, very slowly… this place is eating me up.

“This is my friend, Zevara.“