LOGINXenia's POV
"Since when did you get protective?" Chole asked in disbelief and I groaned, shutting her out.
We will do a reunion later. I clenched my hands into fists, watching Griffin give her a peck on the forehead, before moving forward.
How dare that bastard?
Was he two-timing now?
I couldn't watch the match anymore, so I got up and made my way to the boys' locker room to wait for him.
I deserved some sort of explanation. I was about to sit on the bench when;
"Hello there." I heard a sweet, tiny voice behind me and turned to see the girl from earlier, who was clinging to Griffin.
Anger brewed in me but I calmed myself down and threw her a fake smile.
"Hi, who are you?" I asked straight up, tapping my foot on the floor. In the past, I have never seen Griffin with any girl.
Yes, he was a playboy, who chases anything in a skirt around, but he never gave them the same look he gave this girl in the field.
Neither did he allow them to wear his jacket. That showed that he cared about this person, so who was she and why was I getting so agitated?
"Griffin's girlfriend." She smirked, and I felt like I had been shot with a bullet.
Griffin's what now?
I burst into laughter right away, surprising the girl who furrowed her eyebrows at me in confusion. She was probably thinking that I had lost it, due to the way I was cackling like crazy.
"What's funny?" She questioned, and I placed my hand on my stomach, trying to hold back another laugh.
I would have believed her if she said she was a sister, cousin, or something else, but a girlfriend?
Oh please! Griffin wouldn't dare. He continuously tried to tear Donald and me apart previously, and I wish I had allowed him.
I wouldn't die like a pathetic nerd. Speaking of nerd, that reminded me. I had to change the way I dressed and acted.
"Hello?" The girl snapped her finger in my face and I came back to reality.
"Sorry. Did you say girlfriend? Griffin would never...." I didn't complete my sentence, she should be wide enough to figure it out.
"Don't talk as if you know him. You are just a nobody who is after him, I am sure." The girl insulted, rising her chin as she folded her arms across her chest.
I scoffed.
Some people are really asking for it, aren't they?
"I should be telling that to you, girl, I am his fiancée," I told her, showing her the ring on my finger, and all the colors drained out of her face.
"Impossible." She shrieked and I chuckled.
As I thought, she was just some rude bimbo who was throwing herself at him. But why the hell did she get to wear his jacket and I don't?
Though unbelievable. I was now his mate.
"What is going on here?" I heard Griffin's voice and stiffened, my heart skipping a beat as I watched him walk towards her, a helmet in his hand.
He was sweating vigorously, his T-shirt soaked. I should feel irritated, but rather, I found him hot and bit my lower lip hard.
"Are you engaged?" The girl asked him, and Griffin froze before turning to glare at me.
Wait! Did he just glare at me? I felt shivers running down my spine.
"No Lilith, it's arranged." He leaned in to peck her forehead again.
I saw red and stormed over to them.
"What is going on here?" I gritted my teeth against one another and the girl ran into Griffin's arms, burying her head into his chest.
Griffin took in a deep breath, shaking his head sideways before turning around to leave while I stood there, dumbfounded.
Was I dreaming? Why would Griffin ignore me?
My legs wobbled and I collapsed to the floor, my heart tightening in pain.
I thought he was different. How could I have forgotten he was a Playboy and a bigger doucebag than Donald?
But wait! This girl surely wasn't his usual fling. The way he acted towards her and even treated me like I was nothing.
I remember in the past, he ignored many of his flings for me even though I was the one ignoring him. He didn't care but now?
Is the future changing?
Sitting there for minutes, I finally decided to stand up and go home, but before, I branched out at the mall to get some new clothes for myself.
I spent hours choosing and even went to the salon for a makeover, cutting my long hair into waves, curling the tips.
I went home afterwards, still thinking about Griffin and what I had done to deserve all of these from him.
Should I go check up on him at home?
Nope. That would make me desperate, I mean since when did I start caring about him?
I hated him.
I was about to climb the stairs when I saw Xenia coming down like some grand Queen. I scoffed and walked past, ignoring her existence when;
"How was school today? Did I miss anything fun?" She questioned and I could hear her trying to hold back laughter.
I didn't pay much attention to it.
"Perhaps you should stop skipping classes to know the answer to that." I smiled and she shrugged.
"I heard that Lilith is back. How are you going to cope with Griffin now?" Xenia questioned and I froze in my steps.
Lilith? Wasn't that what Griffin called that girl?
Who was she and how come Xenia knew about her?
"Aww. Darling, are you too stunned to speak? Don't you know?" Xenia mocked but I didn't care.
"Know what?" I scowled and she laughed, taking a sip out of the wine cup that I didn't even notice was in her hand.
Just then, the door opened and Dad walked in, frowning at me.
"What did you do, Lena?" He yelled and I looked at him in confusion.
"Griffin's dad just called. Griffin is calling off the engagement."
Donald’s POVThe hotel room was quiet… just too quiet.I sat on the edge of the bed, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, staring at my phone like it held answers I couldn’t get out of myself. Xenia’s name was right there on the screen, just one tap, and I’d be calling her and maybe she’d pick up, maybe she’d say something that would make all this mess in my head settle for a second.My thumb hovered over the screen, not touching it, not pulling away either.I locked the phone and tossed it beside me.I didn’t want to admit how pathetic it looked. Sitting here like some abandoned idiot waiting for someone who wasn’t even thinking about me. No messages, no calls, not even a short “Hey, did you get home?” Nothing.She didn’t care… she didn't!I’d shown up at our apartment days ago. I didn’t need anything I picked up, half the stuff wasn’t even needed. I just wanted her to react, to look at me, to ask me why I came, get mad, yell or something, anything at all.But she wasn’thome,
Lilith’s POV I should’ve run earlier.Even before everything went to hell, before the window shattered and the assassins poured in, there was already that feeling crawling up my spine, like the universe was warning me, like I should’ve taken the hint and left Griffin’s stupid house behind but no. I stayed because I’m an idiot or because I can’t resist him. Take your pick.The last attacker I fought had slammed me hard enough against the bookshelf that my vision blurred. My forearm stung where his claws grazed me, and adrenaline was the only thing keeping me standing. I’d managed to throw him off with more luck than skill, and honestly, that should’ve been enough for the night.But then again.One of them had Griffin pinned down, his claws raised, ready to slice Griffin’s throat open like it was nothing. Griffin was fighting, but it wasn’t enough not against seven of them or when he was already bleeding all over the damn floor.And me?I stood there.Frozen.Every muscle in my body sc
Griffin’s POV“So this is your plan?” I growled, teeth clenched, muscles coiled. “This… is what it’s come to now?”Lilith blinked, caught off guard by the sudden intensity of my tone. Her lips parted like she was about to speak, then she hesitated. “What—? No—”“This wasn’t your call?” I snapped, stepping toward her. My claws itched, barely restrained, and every nerve in my body was alive. “You brought them here?”“I didn’t!” she hissed, eyes flashing with defiance. But I didn’t have the luxury of reading the truth on her face.Because the next second—CRASH!The front window shattered in a violent explosion of glass. The sound made my ears ring, and shards sprayed into the room like deadly confetti. I barely had time to blink before two black-clad figures leapt through the opening, silent, lethal, mid-shift already. Their movements were preternatural, trained beyond any ordinary human or wolf.Instinct took over, my body moved before my mind could catch up.The first one lunged for m
Griffin’s POV It was already getting late, the sky had faded into this deep violet shade that always made me feel like the day had been stretched too long. The place was quiet, too quiet, since I was home alone with no workers, including the guards.I sat on the couch, hunched forward slightly, elbows on my knees, my phone resting in the middle of my palm. The only light in the room was the soft glow from the screen and the dim lamp in the far corner. Lena’s last message was still open, and I must’ve reread it at least five times.> “Everything’s fine, babe. Still wrapping up, will text again soon. ❤️”But my chest didn’t loosen the way it should have. She knew how I got when she stayed out late, especially with everything going on lately so she tried to keep the messages coming. She must’ve thought it reassured me since I asked for it, I didn't want her shutting me out. In a way, it did. Maybe just… not enough. Maybe it was my instincts reacting to something I couldn’t put into wor
Xenia’s POV It had been days since Donald and I had spoken, ever since our fight at school. I couldn’t even tell you when exactly it started to bother me or if it ever really did. The silence between us stretched on, a space that felt heavier than the words we’d thrown at each other. He’d been avoiding me, o texts, no calls either. At first, I didn’t notice, I barely even saw him.Then the maid mentioned it earlier, he had come home while I was out and picked up most of his stuff. I tried not to let it matter, and honestly, at that moment, it didn’t. I had too much going on to sit around and stew over him. Too much drama, too many things I had to handle, like keeping Lils settled and trying not to let my own life fall apart.Lils had basically moved in with me. It wasn’t her fault, her dorm had become a nightmare with the girls making life hell, and her home wasn’t exactly an option either, so we stuck together. Went to school together, came back together, shared space and frustratio
Lena’s POV I woke up to the faint sunlight slipping through the curtains and the familiar sense of Griffin beside me. For a moment, I just stayed there, listening to the quiet rhythm of the house and the soft rise and fall of his breathing. Even after everything that happened, that quiet felt safe.I rolled out of bed carefully, careful not to disturb him, and stretched. My mind was already racing. Today wasn’t going to be easy. Dad was on a mission to hand over L&L to Xenia, and I had no intention of letting that happen. I shook off the lingering sleepiness, my fingers brushing my hair back as I headed toward the bathroom.Griffin stirred as I moved, sitting up groggily. “Morning,” he mumbled, still sounding sleepy.“Morning,” I replied, glancing at him in the mirror. He gave me a small, tired smile. Even in the morning haze, I could feel his calm strength anchoring me.“So… what’s your plan?” he asked, stretching his arms above his head, still half-asleep.I sighed, leaning against







