Chapter 2
HardinI was still shocked by what had happened in the school's cafeteria.In all of my years as the King of All Martyrs High, I could not remember meeting anyone speak back to me with such audacity like that girl had, in the cafeteria today.Who the hell was she to talk back to me?Did she not know who I was?No, of course she did. Everyone in All Martyrs High knew who I was. I was certain that my name made them tremble.Coupled with the fact that I am the son of an Alpha.It was almost impossible for anyone to not know who I was, except they were living under a rock.How dare she?She couldn't have been more than five feet four and even though she had curves that were alluring, with large green eyes that reminded me of the grass on a sunny day and an innocent face that looked like she was not capable of speaking, the bitch had such a loud mouth on her."Still thinking about the girl from school?" Alex asked as we headed home and I shook my head at first, angry that she still had the ability to possess my thoughts long after our ordeal in the cafeteria.Well, she had insulted me and stood up to me in front of the entire school. So yes! It was something to think of.No one ever did that. Not to me at least. No one could even breathe when I didn't tell them to.If only she knew that the craziness she had displayed, in the name of standing out, had only put her under my radar. And I could swear that I was going to make her life a living hell."How had I never noticed her before? Well because she was a nobody." I scoffed inwardly.Thinking deeply, I realized that I had seen her around. She only did not get my attention because she was a pauper.Was she a part of the Morales pack? If she was, then it would be easy to find her and deal with her, both in and out of school.She had no idea what she had just signed up for. But she would, soon. One thing that she would learn was that I never broke my promises or threats. And I had every intention of ruining her."Who is she?" I asked Alex and he smiled mischievously."I knew you would want to know about her. Jasmine Scott. She's in our class. She is brilliant though."I rolled my eyes at his words."I really don't care about thar, and I think it's none of my fucking concern, Alex." I told him simply.I had just one concern when it came to girls at school.Whether or not they would be able to suck my cock or spread their legs wide for me to sink my dick inside them and find relief.The girls I didn't fuck, they were probably nothing to write home about or I didn't just know they existed.Girls like Jasmine Scott fell into the latter category.Well, now she had decided to not only make herself known but piss me off so much. It would be so wrong if I let her go scot-free with that razor-sharp mouth of hers.She was going to pay, and I would take pleasure in doing everything possible to make her life a living hell.Jasmine Scott had just offered to be my plaything for the rest of the school year without knowing. I smiled at the thought.Though I was still cringing inwardly realizing that my cock was going to get into her worthless pussy."It seems like it will taste good anyway," I mumbled, then smirked.She looked like her pussy was sweet and tame. I could already think of a couple of ways to show her that she had messed with the wrong person. She would definitely not forget the name Hardin Morales when I was done."What I want to know is, who are her friends? Where does she live?" What are her hobbies? Is she a member of the pack? What does she hate? Any boyfriend? These are the things I'd like to know, Alex." I took my face back to him, and waited for his reply.He furrowed his brows slightly, then replied. "I'll do the homework and get back to you, Hardin."Nodding, Alex waved me goodbye and I turned around and headed to the training camp to see my father, Russo Morales, Alpha of the Morales pack.The relationship between my father and me was like oil and water. It had become worse over the past year and nothing I did ever seemed to be good enough for him.If I ran ten miles, he would ask why I did not run a hundred. If I came second in any activity, he would remind me that being an Alpha did not tolerate any sign of weakness.I had decided to give up on trying to live up to his expectations not long after my mother passed. And our relationship had gone downhill since then.I didn't know what to do to appease him and frankly, I didn't give a shit anymore.I was going to do me until I was ready to be Alpha. Until then, fuck anything else."Ah! Hardin, you are here. Welcome. Take a seat." My father, wearing a tee and cap that made him look unrecognizable said as I walked up to where he was sitting on a bench.Inclining my head in greeting, I adjusted my bag over my back and sat down beside him."How are you, son? How was school today?" He asked and I fought the urge to roll my eyes at all of the pleasantries.The serious look on his face told me that he had something he wanted to say."School was fine. I'm fine, are you? Why did you ask to meet up here?" I replied, wondering what bad thing I had done this time that had gotten to his ears.One of the serious downsides of being the son of the Alpha was the fact that everybody wanted to be in my business.Now that I was nineteen, their monitoring seemed to have reduced but I wouldn't put it past anyone to come and inform my father about me again in a bid to curry favour from him.I wasn't called the black wolf of the pack for nothing."Things have been quite hard between us since your mother passed. Don't you think so?"My eyes widened suspiciously and my guard immediately went up because we hardly spoke about my mother since she passed away. It was a topic that neither of us ever had the courage to discuss. And I didn't think he was suddenly talking about it now for no reason."What is going on?""I have some news." He took a pause while I watched him eagerly. My breathing was so heavy that I could even hear it."Okay, go on..." I voiced out, without letting him complete his long pause that he gave himself."I called you to tell you that I have been seeing someone."I raised my eyebrows, wondering where this was heading to. I would be stupid to expect that he would not see someone after my mum died but a part of me hated it.It had barely been a year and he was already moving on. All of it just added to the reason why I hated him."You have been seeing someone and...?""I proposed to her, son. She accepted. I'm getting married. She has a daughter around your age and I'm sure you will both get along very well..."The rest of his words were lost to me because even though I stared at his mouth, all I could hear were three words."I'm getting married.'How could he? Mum was not even gone a year and he had not only been seeing someone else but wanted to marry them?I would never accept this. Never!"Hardin, say something." He said, touching my arm. It took everything in me not to scream as I moved back to show him how much I repelled him. But he still placed his hand anyway.Pushing his hand away, I rose to my feet, my hands turning into fists as I tried to control my rage."Call off that wedding, Dad. Because I'll only accept a new step mother and sister when I no longer breathe.""Hardin!" He yelled and punched the bridge of his nose to remain calm. I, on the other hand, was anything but calm, my hands shaking with unrestrained fury.How could he betray mum like this?"If you do not want problems, then cancel that wedding. Because I will never accept another marriage." I said to him without respecting the fact that he was an Alpha.Before he could speak further, I fled out of the training camp and kept running towards the woods.My mother was the glue that had held our family together. And with her gone, nothing had been the same. Nothing was ever going to be the same.Throwing my bag under a tree along with my clothes, I shifted into my large wolf form and continued to run, as if it would change my father's mind.What type of woman married a man who had just lost his wife. She had to be a gold digger. She and her daughter. That was the only way to explain how my father had been seduced into the idea of another marriage.He was already thinking of replacing his wife with another woman a year after her death, when it still felt like yesterday when she died. My heart tightened as I remembered that awful night.How could he have moved on when it still hurt to even think about her?I would never forgive him for this. And I would never accept to have a stepmother or sister, whether or not he went ahead to get married or not.Russo Morales could kiss goodbye to the peace I have given him, the minute he brings the replacement and her child into our home.I was going to make life very difficult for them, and I intend to do it.Chapter 3HardinMy father had only been informing me of his intention to marry and did not really care about my opinion. I realized shortly after he told me of his wedding to Camila, a member of the pack that I hadn't known existed until he mentioned her name.The preparations were already underway to my horror and a day had been fixed for the ceremony even as I struggled to come to terms with the fact that my father was replacing my mother whether or not I liked it.And now three weeks later, in the garden of our mansion, my father was tying the knot with Camila, with or without my blessings.I wanted to be anywhere but here, forced to wear a suit and pretend like I was happy for their union like the rest of the smiling crowd.The last thing I wanted to do was be here. Even worse was the fact that I had to stand beside Camila's daughter to be their ring bearers. Not that I had met the woman's daughter yet. And all for the better. I wanted to delay seeing my stepsister for as long as
Chapter 4Jasmine's POV"Jazz, are you okay?" A voice to my right made me open my eyes and it was Nadia's."Huh?""You closed your eyes and shuddered, like you were having a nightmare. Your food is going to get cold."I had totally forgotten that we were in the cafeteria and as my eyes met with Hardin's from where he was seated at the popular table again, I realized why I had gone into a trance instead of eating my lunch.It had been a week since the wedding.Where Hardin had threatened me and I had wept like a baby instead of standing up to him.I realized now that the one time I did it was a knock off, and I understood why no one ever stood up to him.Far away from him was the only way anyone could ever have the liver to talk back to him.I couldn't get the way he had looked at me from the other end of the aisle on the day of the wedding, his face completely expressionless but his blue jade eyes hot with rage.His hands had tightened into fists as his face took me in and recognition
Chapter 5Hardin's POVThe last thing I could have imagined would ever happen after the long tiring day at school was looking up to find Jasmine watching me fuck one of my flings, Doreen or Delilah or whatever her name was.One minute, she wasn't there and the next she was, her eyes wide as she watched me.I had realized that she didn't seem to notice that I had caught her watching and decided to give her a show to see if she would flee.The little bitch hadn't and she had watched me till the very end, her big green eyes wide and curious, and her rosy lips slightly parted like she was seeing someone being fucked for the first time.Why she looked so surprised and embarrassed when she was probably getting fucked frequently was beyond me.I had to teach her a lesson about not minding her business as soon as possible. It seemed as though she had forgotten that I didn't want her and her opportunistic mother in my house because I had been silent for a week.My silence was because I wanted
Chapter 6Jasmine's POV"He didn't come down today either?" Russo, Hardin's father asked as we sat down to have dinner in the dining hall.I saw my mother shrug but knew that she would be upset the most because she was trying her hardest to reach out to Hardin and I hated Hardin even more.Today at school, he had publicly embarrassed me after one of his friends had lied and said I could sit with them at their table since I was Hardin's family.Well, I couldn't blame them. I blamed myself for being naive and thinking that the order had come from him directly when he didn't even want to go to school or come back with me.I shivered as I remembered the confused look in his eyes when he saw me there before it turned to rage. Pure unadulterated rage."What is this thing doing here?" He had asked and no one, not even Alex, his friend who had invited me to the table could stand up for me and explain to them that I was not there of my own accord.But then again, Hardin was the king of the sch
Chapter 7Jasmine's POVThe next day at breakfast, I was helping my mother set up the table when Hardin suddenly came down to the dining hall.My mother looked like she had seen a ghost and perhaps she had because since we moved in to the house, Hardin had refused to eat with us, choosing to either eat in his room or go out to eat which I knew had made my mother very distressed and sad about how he had not still accepted her."Oh, Hardin, it is a pleasure to have you join us for breakfast. Please sit." She had said."Thanks." He replied, his voice deep in a way that made me shiver and I kept staring at him, unable to look away.His ebony hair was damp, indicating that he had just showered and as the shirt he wore hugged his biceps paired with loose fitting pants, I could not deny that Hardin Morales was probably one of the most gorgeous male I had ever laid eyes on.But then, that gorgeousness meant nothing when I remembered that behind that face and body was someone who hated me and
Chapter 8Hardin's POVHeading straight for the shower after leaving Jasmine's room, I removed my clothes and rested my head against the wall as the rivulets of hot water poured down on my back.My mind wondered back to the horror in Jasmine's eyes, the way her body had bucked up in fear and how she had tried to flee from me, her eyes confused and scared when I touched her and I wondered if she was a virgin.Had I been her first? Was that why she had been so resistant of me? Or was it because I was her step brother?I didn't understand why instead of satisfaction from watching her squirm and beg me for mercy, from watching her body react to me even though she did not want to, from feeling that tight wetness and seeing those large tits, I was feeling guilty for what I had done.Why in the hell was I feeling like I should not have done that to her?She deserved it. She deserved everything that had gone down tonight and even the rat yesterday. Her innocent eyes could not deceive me. She
Chapter 9Jasmine's POVI looked at myself in the mirror and what stared back at me was a horrified, extremely sad girl.How my life had drastically changed in the couple of hours following my mother's departure with Russo for the weekend still felt like a dream. I wanted to wake up and find out that everything was just one horrid nightmare. But like the dead rat and the note in blood that Hardin had left on my bed, it was real.Hardin had done all of those things to me, each time without remorse or care.He had touched me and my body had shamefully responded even though I hated everything. Even though I begged him to stop. And then he had put his...I could not even say it. Just thinking about it made me sick.And then he had paraded me in front of his friends like a slave and even made me to call him master after bringing them food by the pool.I didn't know what to do. I felt like pulling my hair out. Perhaps I had pulled it during the night when I was asleep, if I could even call
Chapter 10Hardin's POVOne of the advantages of the fact that my father had built his mansion in the woods, was the expanse of land that we were surrounded by. It was easy to shift and run in the woods. It was also easy to get some exercise in it, if you wanted to do it outside and if there was one things wolves hated, it was feeling claustrophobic.I had just finished running and I stood in the clearing behind our house where I had set two goal posts and lined the field with chalk.We had a lacrosse game coming up soon against the neighboring town and as the captain, it would be a damn shame to be out of form and lose the game when we had managed to retain our winning streaks since the season started.As I removed my shirt and threw it on the grass, I picked up the lacrosse stick and ball and stood in the center of the field that I had created and demarcated, ready to train when my mind went to Jasmine.With the way she had looked at me when our parents had returned from their trip