Lyra's POV I stood frozen in that doorway for exactly three seconds before backing out of Maya's hospital room, my mind racing with possibilities. The image was burned into my brain, Professor Ronan sitting intimately on Maya's bed, their hands intertwined like lovers, the heated look in his eyes as he leaned toward her. Perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect. My heels clicked against the hospital floor as I walked quickly toward the elevators, pulling out my phone. The rage that had been simmering in my chest for weeks was now boiling over into something much more dangerous, cold, calculated fury. How dare she? How dare Maya waltz into our pack, into our school, and steal everything that should have been mine? First Ashen chose her over me, now she had both Jaxon Cross and Professor Ronan wrapped around her little finger. The hottest guy on campus and the most desired professor at Blackstone University, both practically drooling over some pathetic nobody. I pressed the elevator but
Ronan's POV "Maya, I've been teaching at this university for five years. I've never, not once, felt anything inappropriate for a student. But you..." I shook my head, frustrated by my inability to find the right words. "From the moment I saw you in that hallway with Jaxon, something inside me recognized you. The mate bond hit me like a freight train." "Professor Ronan..." "Just Ronan," I said softly. "When we're alone like this, you don't have to use my title." She bit her lower lip, a gesture that sent heat straight to my groin despite the inappropriate timing. "This is so wrong. You could lose your job. I could get kicked out of school." "I know all the reasons this is a terrible idea," I said, reaching out to take her hand before I could stop myself. Her skin was soft and warm; touching her sent electricity up my arm. "But I can't seem to care about any of them when I'm with you." Maya stared down at our joined hands, her breathing becoming shallow. "What are you saying?
Ronan's POV Rage burned through my veins like liquid fire. The sight of Jaxon leaning over Maya, his hand cupping her face so intimately, made my wolf snarl with possessive fury. The books I'd been carrying slipped from my grip and hit the floor with a loud thud. "Get away from her," I growled, my voice dropping to the dangerous Alpha tone that made lesser wolves submit immediately. Jaxon straightened up but didn't back down, his own Alpha blood rising to meet my challenge. "She's awake, Uncle. I was just.." "I can see exactly what you were doing." I stepped into the room, letting the door slam shut behind me. The flowers in my other hand were getting crushed in my grip, but I didn't care. "Maya needs rest, not whatever inappropriate advance you were making." "Inappropriate?" Jaxon's blue eyes flashed with anger. "She's my mate too, Ronan. You don't get to decide what's appropriate for her." Maya looked between us with wide, frightened eyes. The heart monitor beside her be
Jaxon's POV "I felt it the moment I saw you at the bar. Before I knew your name, before I knew you'd be part of my family. The Moon Goddess has a twisted sense of humor, doesn't she?" Maya bit her lower lip, a gesture that made my cock twitch in my jeans. "What does this mean for us? I mean, we're family now, even if we're not blood related." "I don't know," I admitted. "All I know is that I can't pretend I don't feel this pull toward you. I've tried, Maya. God knows I've tried to stay away, to treat you like a sister, but I can't do it." She was quiet again, but I could practically see the wheels turning in her head. The silence stretched between us, filled with tension and unspoken desires. "Nurse Patty said you've been here every day," she finally said. "I couldn't stay away. My wolf was going crazy not knowing if you were okay. I barely slept, barely ate. Dad was ready to have me sedated if I didn't calm down." "And Professor Ronan?" Something dark and possessive flared in
Jaxon's POV My hands shook as I gripped the white roses tighter, their thorns digging into my palm through the plastic wrapping. Three days. Three fucking days of sitting in that sterile waiting room, watching the clock tick by like torture. Every time a doctor walked past, my heart jumped into my throat, wondering if this was the moment they'd tell me something was seriously wrong with Maya. The guilt had been eating me alive. If I hadn't been such an ass to her when she first arrived at the pack house, maybe she wouldn't have been so stressed. Maybe she wouldn't have collapsed on her first day of university, scaring the hell out of everyone. "You can see her now," Nurse Patty said, appearing in the doorway with that knowing smile she always wore. "But remember what I told you about keeping things calm." I nodded, not trusting my voice. My wolf had been pacing inside me like a caged animal ever since Maya collapsed. The mate bond made it impossible to stay away, even when the log
Maya's POV Great. Just what I needed to be known as the crazy girl who hallucinated about werewolves on her first day. "But that's not the interesting part," Patty continued, her eyes practically sparkling with intrigue. "It's your visitors that have everyone talking." "Visitors?" "Oh honey, you should see the drama playing out in our waiting room. Every single day, like clockwork, two very handsome young men show up to see you. And let me tell you, there's been some tension." My heart started beating faster, and the monitor beside me began beeping more rapidly. "Two men?" "Jaxon Cross, that's the ice hockey player, tall and blonde with the most gorgeous blue eyes. Then there's Professor Ronan, dark hair, green eyes, looks like he stepped out of some romance novel." Patty fanned herself dramatically. "Thank goodness, that man is fine." Even in my weakened state, heat flooded my cheeks. The feelings I'd had for both of them in my dreams felt incredibly real. Too real. "They've