Sierra's POV Sierra?A voice echoes in the hallway, and the door creaks open.My chest pounds louder than a war drum and my eyes widen in fear at our compromising position. They are so close to me that their bodies are almost rubbing against mine.No one would come in here and ever understand that we aren’t doing anything other than talking.The twins move faster than lightning. With their Alpha power, they step back—putting quite a distance between us, masking their expressions completely, as if they already anticipated this moment.Then Lily—my best friend and colleague—steps in. Her eyes dart across the room, her intense gaze shifting between us, then fixing on the twins. For a moment, the silence in the room is deafening, and as recognition hits her, her hand flies to her mouth, and her wide eyes grow even bigger.“Is it the Nightmoor princes?” she screams, like she has just seen fallen angels. She runs towards me and stands beside me.I take the opportunity to sigh in relief as
Sierra's POV The moment I step into my office at the College, I release a long exasperated sigh and lean on the cold metal door. I pinch the bridge between my nose in a futile attempt to quiet the storm churning at my insides. How do I face those kids after everything that went down last night?How do I even summon the courage to look them in the eyes—let alone train them?Fuck… this is bad. So bad. And the worst part of it all? I don't even have a say in this.I push myself off the door and make my way to the locker at the corner of the room. I yank it open, pull out my training gear—a blue-and-white jersey with matching pants—and toss my bodycon dress aside. The cool fabric slips over my skin as I tug it on, then strap on white canvas shoes. I gather my hair into a ponytail just as—A soft knock interrupts me. My head snaps towards the door. “Come in,” I call out.The door creak open and the twins step into the room. That same infuriating, boyish grin curves their lips, and the r
Sierra's POVTransferred to Moon Eclipse College?The words echo in my ears like bad music playing on a loop—almost ripping my eardrums apart. For a moment, I am disoriented. I just stare at him blankly—head-on like he's a fucking statue. Then slowly… slowly the words settle in.“What? Why?“ The words tumble out of my mouth.Varek's eyes furrow as he stares at me with an intense gaze; probably wondering why I'm so worked up. Probably wondering why his words feel like a death sentence.Of course… it's a death sentence—one that kills slowly. While I was leaving the hotel room this morning, I had convinced myself that I won't see them ever again. Told myself they'd go back to Nightmoor Pack where they came from… but now, it seems I'm stuck with them forever and I will also train them personally!!!“What happened?“ Varek asks, folding his arms over his shoulders. “You don't want to do it?““Yes,” I spit. “I have my own student to train so why should I train them.“Varek steps closer to me
Sierra's POV“You whore,” he thunders, his grip tightening around my neck and I keep hitting him weakly.Varek glare at me for a long moment with dark eyes that looks nothing like him. For a moment, I have grown too weak to hit him, my eyes were shutting close and it feels like life is slipping out of me.Then he releases me and I drop to the floor like a bag of grain. My side hit the floor sharply, pain coursing through my neck and a trail of blood drip down staining my dress. I let out a guttural growl, wrapping a hand around my neck with tears streaming down my face. I raise my head to stare at him.Varek tower above me with his arms cross over his chest. “Where were you last night?“Okay… this is not the question I'm expecting, but still I don't know how to answer him. I stare at his expression trying to figure out if the Nightmoor prince already tell me everything and he's just trying to mess with me or maybe they didn't… but his expression gives nothing away.“Can't you speak?“
Sierra's POV My body trembles slightly as I manage to push my trembling legs forward and make my way towards the mansion. A firm and relentless voice in my head won’t stop echoing that it’s them.Riven. Rafe. Nightmoor.I rack my brain—trying to remember if the car that took us to the hotel last night looks anything like this, but I can’t. I was already so horny as hell that I didn’t even remember anything else.Pathetic, Sierra. Pathetic.But why would they come here?What would they come to do?My throat tightens so much that I can’t answer the salutation of the staff. I can’t. I just walk past them, towards the door—each step feels like I’m closer to my death as my chest keeps hammering.If they are the ones here, then I’m really doomed for. I might not only lose my place here, but also my dignity. The news of this would travel round the country and then….I reach for the doorknob that seems like a dagger in my hand and twist it open. I step into the room and fuck… my breath catch
Sierra's POVLazily, I blink my eyes open, adjusting myself to the rays of light filtering in through the blind folds. My body aches so much. The skin between my thighs. My pussy feels like it's already bruised. My lips are swollen. The back of my throat aches so much that when I try to swallow saliva, it feels like a stone instead. My nipples feel like they're going to pop off.Fuck… I press a hand to my throbbing forehead.I am disoriented for a while, staring blankly at the sterile ceiling above me.What the hell happened?And that’s when the memories of last night hit me like a sledgehammer. The Nightmoor prince. The men who fuck me like they are on a mission to ruin me. As if the moment I walked into the bar last night, they had already planned out everything they'd do to me.I turn my head and I see them at either side of me. Naked, still sleeping and snoring faintly with their hands wrapped possessively around my waist like they already sense I’d want to run off this morning.I