Chapter 3

Kaivrian’s POV

After sealing my request with a kiss on her cheek, I left the abandoned classroom in hopes that Glinda would accept my proposal soon. 

She had to. 

I made my way to the private parking lot where I packed my Kawasaki Ninja H2 black bike. As I drove, I couldn't stop thinking about Glinda and the little moments we shared. Fuck, for the first time in my life, I was looking forward to something. 

To her…to all of her. 

Soon I arrived at the park house, parked my bike, and went up to my room. I had not even spent up to two minutes in there before the door flung open and Ethan stormed in, face red as a volcano. 

“What is the meaning of that stunt you pulled in school today, Kevrian?!” He barked. 

“First of all, don't ever barge into my room like that,” I replied, voice cold as ever. 

I lazily leaned against the wall, one leg crossed over the other before adding. “What stunt are you talking about? Kissing my girlfriend Glinda? That's not a stunt bro.” 

He scoffed, his eyes filled with irritation. “You hate Glinda.”

“Nah, I never did, just ‘used’ to find her annoying.” I leaned out, walked over to my brother, and tapped his shoulder. “Now, I find her interesting.”

He tried to slap my hand off his shoulder, but I was faster and pulled back, a smirk was plastered on my face, and that only angered him further.

“Let me fucking get this straight. After five years, after fucking five years of disappearing to goddess knows where, you suddenly return to my life, to my school and suddenly you think you can just waltz back into our lives, steal Glinda, and act like…

“Steal?” I interrupted, my tone slightly teasing and Ethan's face flustered. 

“Careful brother, or your little crush for Glinda might get exposed.”

“I don't have a crush on her!” He yelled, clenching his fist. 

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, come on, Ethan. You can lie to yourself all you want, but not to me.” 

I stepped closer, until there were barely inches between us. 

“On your thirteenth birthday…that was the day you realized your feelings for her. You could have told her if she were a normal wolf. But she wasn’t. She was an omega, and the idea of loving her was unacceptable to you. You were ashamed, so you buried it, tried to forget it. 

“You didn’t even know I was there, watching from the corner, as you read Glinda’s letter. For a moment, your eyes lit up. But then reality hit. You remembered who she was, the wolfless omega, and you remembered the shame she might bring you, so you pushed her away. You rejected her. You humiliated her.” 

I stepped back, scoffing, letting the words sink in. “Too bad for you, brother. I’ve never been one to follow the rules or hide what I want. The moment I returned, I fell for Glinda, at first sight. And unlike you, I went after her. I asked her out and well, we started dating. So while you remain a scared coward, I get to enjoy the girl you have always wanted.” 

I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply as I muttered. “And fuck, her arousal smelled so good. I bet she tastes good….

Before I could finish my sentence, a heavy punch landed across my cheek as Ethan held my collar…damn, Glinda would have to pay me for this. 

Nonetheless, on the bright side, my plan seemed to be working faster than I imagined. Ethan might crawl back to her before the year ends. 

“Dating?! Love at first sight?! What nonsense are you spewing?! You think you can take care of Glinda?! You're a madman Kevrian! Have you forgotten who you are?! Have you forgotten what you did to our sister?! Have you forgotten how you killed her?! Do you plan to kill Glinda the same way?!” 

Hearing this, the anger I was trying so hard to hold erupted like a volcano and I slapped Ethan's hand off my collar and punched him hard in the face. 

Twice. 

Half shifted, I barked at him. “Never! Don't you ever bring up Saraphina’s death!” I growled, my dark Alpha aura filling the room like a black cloud. 

Ethan, half shifted as well, ready to challenge me, but as if he suddenly remembered who I was and what I could do, he stepped back. “I wish you died five years ago Kevrian, I really do.” His tone was cold as his eyes burned with malice. 

He turned around to leave but before he stepped out, he added. “And for your information, I do not love Glinda. What you do with her is none of my business.”

I scoffed. Fucking liar. 

But unfortunately, he didn't lie about me. Unlike every other wolf, I got my wolf at ten. My father was thrilled, thinking he’d raised a great son…he had no idea I was a monster. 

Every full moon, I lost control, killing anything in sight. For two years, doctors and healers tried to help, but nothing worked. 

Only Mom and Ethan knew the truth, a secret kept safe from enemies. 

Eventually, my parents decided to lock me in the dungeon during full moons. It worked…until five years ago. 

My little sister had returned from her aunt’s, it was a full moon, and the chains that were meant to keep me in place broke. 

I don’t know how, but I got out, and by morning, Saraphina was dead. I killed her. My father tried to end me, but Mom pleaded, and I was sent to a human doctor who tried to suppress my wolf. I thought it worked. I was a fool. Humans can’t fix the curse I was born with. 

Although a priestess once said only my fated mate could save me, I knew that was bullshit. Fated mates haven’t existed for centuries. Wolves married whomever their hearts chose.

Ethan may be correct about everything he said, but he was definitely wrong about me wanting to hurt Glinda. I may not have loved her…I wasn't sure, but I have definitely had something for her, longer than Ethan ever did. 

But I never showed it, I couldn't. I knew I was a beast and didn't deserve her so instead of being kind, I bullied her. I showed her the monster I was so that she wouldn’t see the part of me that could have loved her. 

The part she would never experience. 

I had intended to keep it that way but fuck, that kiss changed it. For the first time in my life, I melted, my dark heart softened and for the first time, I experienced what it felt like to have an erection. 

Fuck, at that moment, I knew I wanted more. I knew I wanted her, but at the same time, I knew I couldn't have her, not when I was still a danger to myself and to her, so I suggested fake dating her, with a simple rule of not falling in love because when all of this is said and done, I was going to leave. 

I would let her be with Ethan, the safer brother. She would get the happiness she would never be able to get from me and as for me, I would die knowing that I tasted heaven once. 

Suddenly, a knock on the door came in and I was pulled out of my deep thoughts. 

I grudgingly went to open the door and the moment I did, my heart broke into a fucking million pieces. Glinda stood in front of me, eyes wet with tears, bruises on her body, and hair a mess. 

“Who did this to you?” I growled, my body hot with chaos as I cupped her chin.