Mag-log inVelvet’s POVI didn’t want to stay in the hostel that evening. My head was too full, and the promise ring felt heavy on my finger. I kept thinking about the contract Zavian made me sign.I wanted to ask him what it meant. I wanted to know why he did it when everything around me already felt strange. I didn’t trust my thoughts anymore.I left the hostel when it got dark. I told the girls I needed fresh air and I walked fast so they wouldn’t follow me. I didn’t want anyone asking more questions.My steps took me back to the pack estate. I didn’t even plan it well. I just knew I needed answers, and the answers were with Zavian.When I reached the building, I stood outside for a while. The windows were lit, and I could hear soft noises from inside. I kept looking around in case Selina was close.I didn’t want trouble with her again. She always found a way to embarrass me, and I wasn’t ready for that tonight. My heart already felt wea
Velvet’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
Velvet’s POVAs I wandered through the empty house, my heart ached with a sexual longing. My sexy daddy was away for Fred’s wedding, leaving me by myself to endure this loneliness. The silence was over whelming, it increased my longing, the hunger gnawing within my core. It had been just a day si
Velvet's POV I kept the catalog away as if I was hiding away my most priced treasure. At that moment that catalog was indeed my price treasure with Zavian far away in Switzerland this was the closest I could get.I felt sticky all over after my little pleasure. As I made my way towards the bathroo
Zavian's POV Her tone was clearly filled with invitation. Suggestion and Temptation.I looked at her properly then. She was indeed beautiful, yes but there was nothing behind it. No spark. No heartbeat that called her mine. Her eyes were practiced with warmth, not fire. She was just like every oth
Velvet’s POVThe next morning felt boring. The pack house was silent. The kind of silence that wrapped around me like a heavy blanket.Zavian’s scent still lingered in the air, warm spice, cedar, and something seductive, something that always made my chest tighten. Every room carried him, yet none







