ログインVelvet’s POVA WEEK LATERThe hallway was dark and cold. I ran. Footsteps chased me. Their laughter echoed, sharp and cruel.“Where do you think you’re going, Mate snatcher?” one shouted.That word burned. Mate snatcher.Different. An outcast. A reminder that I didn't belong.Damn, I hate how they made that word sound.“Mate snatcher.”No one has ever called me this name or harassed me before Selina came in here on a visit. Last week she was on campus, meeting with some of the professors and familiarizing herself with some of the students. But schooling here wasn't going to be a bed of roses, I knew. I was the reminder of everything people wanted to do away with. An outcast, just because I chased the man I love and refused to listen to anyone. Being tagged a mate snatcher on campus. It was like a zombie walking among the living.That's the way people saw me. And that first experience happened when I turned a corner and hit a wall. My breath came in short gasps. Somewhere deep insi
Velvet’s POVStarting a new life alone was not easy. I knew not many people here apart from school. Probably he asked me to rent an apartment outside as well for those days I don't want to crash at the hostel. I kept telling myself I would be okay, but the truth was that every day felt heavy.Zavian was gone from my life as it stood. Everything familiar was gone.But I still had school. Medical college was the only thing I held onto.But that evening, he sent me details about a waitress job he would love me to apply for. “You need to be responsible for yourself.” He added. I needed to work. I was no longer the pet sugar daughter he fed and pampered but an adult who had to find her own way. Funniest, I didn't let dad know. He didn't need to lest he would ask what I did. Zavian had recommended me to the boss for a night job since my classes were during the day. It was La Maison, a five-star luxury restaurant in the city close to the campus but not too close and also not too far from
Velvet’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment I stepped into the hallway. The servants were whispering. The maids were staring at me like I had committed a crime. I did not understand anything.Then Selina stepped forward.She held a food tray in her hand. Her face was twisted in fake pain. She pointed at me like I was a monster.“Velvet put wolfsbane in my food!” she shouted.Everything froze inside me. I could not even breathe. I just stared at her, shocked.Before I could speak, one of the maids gasped loudly. Another one shouted that I was wicked. Then the crowd formed around me.I tried to talk. “I did not—” But no one allowed me to finish.Selina kept talking fast. The tears in her eyes fake. “I caught her in the kitchen. Look….. She's the one who did that……because she's jealous of me…… because she's fighting for Zavian.” I stood there speechless, wondering what was going on. My eyes flinched from left to right but each direction I went, people stared at me. With deep ange
Selina’s POV The moment I stepped into the estate I knew something was not right. It seemed like the estate had secrets that everyone overlooked but I couldn't overlook it. Especially when it was a threat to my position.The first time I noticed it, I made excuses for it. A book slightly out of place on Zavian’s desk, the type he would ever use. A faint new scent in the corridor leading to his room, a scent that did not belong to him. Servants whispered too quietly, their eyes avoiding mine whenever I walked by. It was not a new thing, servants always knew things they just wouldn't say.Everyone else looked past these things.I didn’t.Because I had something to protect:my claim to become Luna, and my get Zavian, whether he wanted to acknowledge it or not.So I observed them closely.And that was how I discovered Velvet.The little Omega who thought she could slip through halls she did not belong in. The girl who moved like a timid shadow but left traces everywhere she went. She
Velvet's POV At first, everything looked exactly the way it should.Charts organized by date.Medical devices neatly arranged.Heart-rate monitors blinking steady little lights.Clipboards filled with my handwriting, precise, controlled, professional.And then there was Zavian.Sitting in the chair across from me like any other research subject… except he wasn’t.He could never be.My wolf reacted to him long before the monitors did.But I tried to treat him like a normal participant. Like every other test subject.I strapped sensors to his wrists, to monitor his heart rest and another on my wrist.I adjusted the monitor on his throat, while trying to explain the experiment as much as I could.I tried to be professional and calm.Unfortunately the only illusion lasted maybe seven seconds.Because the moment my fingers brushed his skin, the air changed.It always changed with him.The monitors were the first to betray me sharp, sudden spikes in my pulse rate flashing across the screen
Zavian's POV I knew something was wrong the second I stepped into the house.Velvet didn’t look at me. Not once. She just sat there on the couch with books in her lap, pretending the world outside those pages didn’t exist. Pretending I didn’t exist.I tried to stay composed, tried to draw breath without feeling frustrated, but the moment our eyes met, no, the moment she refused to meet mine, I felt every muscle in my body tighten.“Velvet,” I said, voice steady, low, controlled. “What’s wrong with you? What is happening?”No answer.She stared at her hands as if they were suddenly more interesting than anything else.I stepped closer. “I asked you a question. Stop ignoring me, we can't settle things if I don't even know what's going on.”Still nothing.My wolf growled in my chest, a deep, vibrating rumble only she should ever hear. She didn’t respond, not with words, and that infuriated me more than any argument could have.She just shook her head, still refusing to look at me. Her g
Velvet’s POVHe burst into a mischievous laughter. “You want me so deep.” “Ahh–” I moaned. “yes.” I didn't care if he would use this to tease me so long as he gives me what I want, it's no problem for me. And today he was starting with his lips on my pussy. Merely getting closer, sensing the warm
Velvet’s POVI sat on the bed, same as I saw myself in the dream but this time, it was real. Rather than talking about fucking, my mind went elsewhere . It was going back to a few hours ago when Alpha Zavian took Melissa in for an erotic punishment. He wasn’t here yet, perhaps went to grab some w
Velvet’s POV Daddy Zavian returned me to his bedroom, sitting me on the bed. I breathed low, controlling it. His eyes cascaded on me, deep, lustful. He's filled with desire. He can't stay without me. Then he bent low, placing his hands on both sides of me. I strained slowly backward but he's in
Velvet’s POV“Nothing. I need to rest.”“Alright, let's go.”I took a quick shower the moment I got to my room. A few minutes after I came out Zavian walked in.I ignored him and laid on my bed and he joined me soon after. He pulled me closer to him and I could feel his cock poking me.“I'm seriou







