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🖱️Sammy🖱️My Jayden is mated to Victor.Victor.As in Victor the guy I hate more than my own shit. The guy whose face alone makes my hands itch and my wolf want to tear throats. The guy I have imagined killing in at least ten different ways on a calm day.And now fate had the nerve to tie him to my mate.My greatest nightmare had finally come true, and I did not even have the strength to scream. The moon goddess must truly hate me because what kind of sick joke was this. After everything. After finding my mate. After finally feeling whole. This is what I get.I stood there watching Jayden breathe, watching his chest rise and fall like he had almost slipped through my fingers, and all I could think was that I cannot share. I do not know how to share. I do not want to learn. I will never share my mate.The thought of Victor touching him again made my vision blur with red.The only solution my mind kept throwing at me was simple and brutal. Reject him. Reject the bond and walk away bef
🖱️Victor🖱️Watching the way Sammy was holding Jayden made something ugly twist inside my chest.I hated it.I hated how natural it looked, how his hands fit Jayden’s face like they had been doing that for years, how Jayden leaned into him without even thinking, like his body already knew where safety lived. Sammy was whispering to him, calming him down, touching his cheek, grounding him, and every single move felt like a personal insult.My monster did not stay quiet.“I am done with this,” it growled inside my head, sharp and final. “I am done watching another male claim what belongs to us.”I did not even remember deciding to move.One second I was standing there burning with jealousy and confusion, the next my body acted on its own. I pushed Jane off the bed without meaning to hurt her, without thinking about consequences, without caring who saw. All I knew was that I needed to touch Jayden. Needed to feel him. Needed to stop whatever the hell was happening to him.The moment my
🖱️Jayden🖱️Ok what the fuck.That was the only thought in my head the moment Victor touched me.Energy flooded back into my body so fast it made me gasp. Not wild but controlled. Like something that had been missing finally snapped back into place. But that was not the strangest part.It was coming from two sides.From Sammy on one end. From Victor on the other.And both felt the same.Safe.Familiar.Right.That realization scared me more than the weakness did. More than the book. More than the truth about what I was created to be. Because this made no sense. None.My body responded to them without asking me first. My heartbeat steadied. My lungs filled properly again. The shaking stopped. My vision cleared. I could feel myself coming back online piece by piece, and I hated how natural it felt.This is not right.God what the hell is going on.I sucked in a sharp breath and tried to pull away, but Sammy was still holding my hand, his grip firm and grounding, while Victor’s hand was
🖱️Sammy🖱️Created to control every creature.The words sat in my head like a loaded gun.I looked at Jayden lying there, pale and shaking, eyes too distant, and my chest tightened in a way I did not like at all. I had always known he was dangerous. Anyone with half a brain could see that. Power clung to him even when he tried to shrink himself, even when he smiled and pretended he was just another confused human trying to survive the academy.But this.This was not dangerous.This was catastrophic.A being that could control every creature. Wolves. Vampires. Witches. Humans. Everything. And the worst part was not even the power itself. It was the fact that Jayden was human with such power.My Jayden looked broken.If my father ever found out about this, he would not hesitate. He would want Jayden. Not as a person. Not as a friend. As a weapon. As leverage. As something to own. Something to bind to me, because in his twisted logic, pairing the future alpha with a living control core
🖱️Jayden🖱️“Can someone read the content,” I asked quietly, my voice still rough, “because I believe this thing is written in English.”The words on the open pages swam slightly in my vision, not because they were unclear but because my head still felt like it had been shaken and set back wrong. I could see letters. Proper letters. Lines. Paragraphs. This was not some ancient runic nonsense or glowing prophecy language. It looked almost ordinary, which somehow made it more unsettling.Jane leaned closer immediately, curiosity winning over caution like it always did with her. She released my hand and carefully lifted the book off my chest, settling it between her palms like it might bite if mishandled.“It is English,” she said after a quick scan. Then her brows pulled together. “But… this is strange.”Sammy shifted beside the bed, impatience tightening his shoulders. “Does it even matter who wrote it. Just read the bloody content.”Jane shot him a look but did not argue. She cleared
🖱️Jayden🖱️My whole body felt wrong.Not pain exactly. Worse than pain. It was like someone had reached inside me and scooped everything out with brutal efficiency, leaving behind a shell that still breathed but barely remembered how. Every muscle felt hollow, heavy, useless. Even blinking took effort.Energy had not drained from me.It had been ripped out.One moment I was standing, forcing reality to obey my voice, forcing kings and time and memory to kneel, and the next my legs gave out completely. If Sammy had not been there, I would have hit the floor like a discarded weapon.I barely remembered falling into his arms. I only remembered the way he held me, tight and desperate, like letting go would end me for real. For a second, everything went quiet inside my head. No roaring power. Just emptiness.And somehow… peace.Jane appeared almost immediately. Of course she did. She always showed up when things went sideways, like chaos personally sent her a memo. Her hands were firm an







