LOGIN🖱️Victor🖱️“I’m sorry about setting your seats on fire.”The words left my mouth calm and steady, like I did not just turn their thrones into personal bonfires five minutes ago. The elders stared at me like I had grown another head. Shock. Confusion. A bit of fear. Good. But fear was not what I wanted. Fear fades. Loyalty stays.I leaned back in my chair and crossed my legs slowly, letting the blue fire in my palm dance for effect before I snapped it off.“What I want is not your fear,” I said. “If I wanted that, I would have burned more than chairs.”Silence.The chamber felt heavy. Old stone walls. Ancient vampire blood in the air. Power sitting in every corner like it owned the place. Normally I would have walked in here cautious, careful not to step on egos. But today I walked in like a man who had already buried doubt.“I need loyalty,” I continued. “The kind that does not shake when the Supreme Council coughs.”That got their attention.They shifted in their seats. One of them
🖱️Sammy🖱️The room felt different today. Maybe because today am not stepping in as a prince that lives under his father shadow, rather a man ready to take over.I walked straight down the long aisle without rushing, without hesitation. My boots echoed against the polished marble floor, each step steady.My father’s throne stood ahead of me. Tall. Dark. Dominating and reminds me too much of him.For a split second, I saw him sitting there like he always did. Strong. Untouchable. Watching everyone like they were pieces on a board.Then the image disappeared.I turned, faced the elders, and sat down.The moment I did, I let my alpha aura roll out.Not fully but just enough.The air shifted instantly. A few elders stiffened. One swallowed hard. Another looked like he wanted to drop to his knees without me even asking.Power isn’t about shouting. It’s about presence.“Sit,” I commanded.They sat.No hesitation. Good.I leaned back slightly, resting one arm on the throne. “My father is in
🖱️Sammy🖱️I barely stepped into the room before my mama’s eyes found me, and I swear the whole air in the room thickened. The tears sliding down her cheeks made her look almost unrecognizable. “I can’t believe you picked him over your family!” she yelled, voice breaking in a way that made my chest tighten.I froze for a second, trying to process the storm in front of me. “Mama… I’m not picking anyone over anyone,” I said, keeping my tone calm even when my brain was screaming. “Jayden… he’s my mate. That’s it. He isn’t in competition with anyone.”Her hands flew up like she was trying to push me away without actually touching me. “He’s the reason your father may never wake up! He’s the reason you ran off yesterday when your family obviously needed you! He’s the reason I’m losing my son, Sammy!”I blinked. The words hit me like a punch. This… wasn’t my mama. This wasn’t the woman who had always been my anchor, my constant. My rational, calm, understanding mama who had guided me throu
🖱️Jayden🖱️ The moment we stepped into the apartment, our phones vibrated at the exact same time. It was like the universe had synced us just for dramatic effect. Sammy and I exchanged a look and couldn’t help but grin. Some things are just oddly satisfying, like chocolate straight out of the wrapper or hitting every green light on the way home. I picked up my phone first, swiping the screen open, and froze. There it was: an email from the Academy. Subject: Important Update – Second Semester Schedule Dear Students, We hope you enjoyed your holiday. Please be informed that the holiday has been shortened. Classes for the second semester will commence in three days. We apologize for the sudden notice and thank you for your understanding. I blinked at it. Then blinked again. “Wait… what the fuck?” I muttered, showing it to Sammy. He leaned over, reading it carefully, his expression slowly turning from curious to concerned. “Has… has this ever happened before?” I asked, because th
🖱️Sammy🖱️I watched Victor leave, his long coat swaying behind him like some dark angel taking flight, and I knew I had to step out of our little bubble too. It has almost being ten minutes or more since Victor left. The plan was moving now. Threads were pulling, alliances forming, power shifting. Everything was in motion, and I had my part to play. But before I dove into strategy, politics, and chaos, there was someone I needed to check on. Someone who mattered more than all the supernatural chess games combined.Jayden.He was sitting on the couch, legs curled under him, scrolling through his phone with that same intense concentration he always had when he was trying not to feel something too much. I sat down across from him, watching him in silence for a moment. His hair was falling slightly in his face, his expression soft but guarded, like he’d built a wall and I was tiptoeing on the other side.“Hey,” I said softly. He looked up, startled for half a second, and then gave me th
🖱️Victor🖱️Thirty minutes.That was all it took.Thirty minutes after we posted that picture and my phone was practically overheating from the amount of calls coming in. Notifications were one thing. Public outrage was another. But my father? That man was calling like the world was ending and I personally forgot to send him the memo.By the tenth missed call, my battery had already dropped to fifteen percent.By the twentieth, it died.I stared at the black screen and exhaled slowly. “That old man needs to take a chill pill,” I muttered.Jayden was sitting cross legged on the bed, still glowing from the chaos we caused. Sammy was sprawled dramatically beside him, scrolling through his own phone like he was enjoying the apocalypse.“Well guys,” I said, straightening up, “I need to go take care of my old man. The plan is already in motion, so it’s time I become king.”The words felt heavy.Jayden stood up immediately. He didn’t say anything for a second. He just walked toward me and w







