LOGINVelvet’s POV I could feel his warm breath against my ear as he spoke. His scent filled my nose as he pulled closer to me.My heart was beating too fast and out of control.He pulled me into my room before leaving. I stood there, hugging myself, trying to calm my racing thoughts when the door suddenly burst open again.I nearly jumped.Zavian stepped inside this time shutting the door behind him, locking it as though sealing the world out. His chest rose and fell like he’d run the whole way back.“Velvet,” he said softly.My heart flipped.But before I could speak, he reached into his pocket.My breath hitched. His gaze softened not with lust, but with something deeper.Commitment.He stepped toward me slowly, as if afraid I’d vanish. And then he dropped to one knee.For a second I forgot how to breathe, my heart skipped a beat and felt like I would faint at any moment.“Z-Zavian?” I called out.He looked up at me, eyes glowing. He took my trembling hand gently, holding it as though i
Velvet’s POV I finally managed to escape Melissa and Ivy's chattering when we got to school, I headed for my class and they headed for theirs.I sat at my usual desk, pen in hand, notebook open, the date written neatly on the top corner of the page.And that was all I had written.My mind refused to stay still long enough to form a coherent thought. Each time I blinked, flashes of Zavian and Salina's body together, him under her fucking her with the same passion he fucked me with.So much for not wanting her, everything I had seen had shown me something different from what he had told me.The professor’s voice faded in and out, like a distant echo.“…and that brings us to Velvet? Miss Wylder?”My head jerked up.The professor raised an eyebrow at me, clearly annoyed.I opened my mouth to apologize. I thought I had been caught zoning out in class.But the classroom door swung open before I could say a word.My heart went cold.Zavian stood at the doorway.He wore a dark shirt, sleeve
Velvet’s POV The morning arrived way quicker than I had wanted, I woke up with a headache pressing behind my eyes and a heaviness in my chest that felt like a stone lodged under my ribs. For a long moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, forcing myself not to think about what I had seen, the very sight that had haunted me the whole night.The exposed nudes did not hurt half as much as his betrayal. He had finally proven to me that his promises were worthless and his feelings made me feeble.I didn't have time to like my wounds or nurse my broken heart.Because I had lectures.A normal girl with a normal life would simply dress up, grab her bag, and go.I wasn’t normal. My life wasn’t normal. And nothing about the mess I was in felt normal.I was in pain, I needed comfort.Still, I forced myself up, going through the motions was easier than sitting still with my thoughts.I showered quickly, dressed in jeans and a fitted top, applied light makeup to hide the dark eyebags a
Velvet’s POVThe moment Harry walked out of my room, I felt a cold, unsettled feeling forming deep in my stomach. His expression, the stiffness in his voice, the way he avoided my eyes… everything about him felt off.Too off.I sat on the edge of my bed, fingers trembling around my phone as I stared at the screen again, thirty missed calls from Dad, several unread messages, and then the one thing I could never unsee.The video.My body twisted with shame, fear, and anger. My throat tightened until I could hardly swallow. My cheeks burned with humiliation just thinking about it.And the worst part?Dad’s voice from earlier still echoed in my head, filled with disappointment and pain.Velvet, what is this? Who sent this? Why didn’t Zavian tell me anything?My fingers clenched tighter around the phone.I needed answers, certainty. I needed to know who was behind this.I don't like the feeling of having to keep my guard up with everyone, it would drain me.Because if there was one thing
Velvet’s POV For the first time in weeks, I finally had a good night's sleep. I slept deeply. I'm certain that no amount of nice would wake me up.No worries, no trouble.Just warmth. Zavian’s warmth still lingering in my sheets, on my skin, in the memory of how he held me the night before.I woke with a slow smile, showing how satisfied and content I was. My body still tingled with the memory of his hands, his mouth, the way he had whispered my name like it was something fragile and precious. For one night, I felt like his entire world.But my peace and joy never lasted in Raventhills.Not with Selina stalking the estate like a well-dressed curse. Not with the elders circling us like vultures.I stretched lazily, rolling onto my back before picking up my phone that had been blinking on the nightstand.Thirty missed calls. All from Dad.Hundreds of messages from different chats, which was unusual. Alarm bells started ringing instantly.My heart sank, I could feel chills running down
Selina’s POV I woke with a jolt, my heart beating so fast and uneven, the way it always was whenever I dreamed of Zavian over the years.I’d lost, the years I convinced myself I could win back if I tried hard enough. I wiped my sweat, annoyed at my own vulnerability. I wasn’t supposed to fall asleep. Not when I needed to keep an eye on him. Not when that little wolf girl was still in the estate breathing the same air as him.I stretched, blinking heavily at the faint moon light coming through my curtains. My hand slid instinctively across the bed, searching for the familiar warmth I once knew so well. But of course… It was cold. Empty. He hadn’t been sleeping beside me. Not even close. It had been eleven years, but he still stayed as far away from me as he could while still being forced to acknowledge our son lived here now.I sat up slowly, confusion washing over me as I touched my hair and realized I wasn’t in my robe. Instead, I had slept in the same lavender pajamas I always wor
Third POVThe evening was quiet, too quiet, except for the low sound of music coming from the small speaker on the table. Velvet sat on the couch, her heart racing, her cheeks warm. She didn’t know how it started, one look, one careless word, and now here they were, lost in the kind of moment she
Third POVThen his phone rang.The sound cut through the moment. They both froze. The ringtone echoed loudly in the quiet room.Zavian drew back slowly, breathing hard. He looked at her, his hand still resting on her thigh. Her lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed. The sight made it even harder to
Third POVThe morning after the Blue Moon Festival came with a strange silence. The air outside was still damp from the night dew, and the scent of burnt torches still lingered in the courtyard. The joy and laughter that had filled the pack the night before were gone, replaced by whispers and uneas
Velvet’s POVThe driver was ready to set on the drive back to the pack estate. Melissa and Ivy with their mates were in. They had remained outside thinking we would do something, now we will be the ones to watch while they enjoy each other. I was certain of this. Among werewolves, nakedness isn't







