Mag-log in“Beg, little mate. Let’s hear how sweet you sound when you’re desperate.” “She won’t beg for you. She’ll crawl to me, just like she should.” “Pathetic. Both of you. She already knows she belongs to me.” Dahlia thought her biggest problem was surviving college with her dignity intact. Blackridge Academy was brutal enough—where dominance and bloodlines meant everything. She already endured the cruel whispers, the “waste of tuition” insults, and a boyfriend who flirted with other girls while she clung to him, desperate not to lose the only affection she thought she had. But her quiet misery ended the night her cheating boyfriend breaks up with her. The searing pain across her chest was more than just fate. It was three mate marks. Knox Rivers — her brother’s best friend, the brilliant Alpha-to-be who can’t stand that his weak, bullied mate is her. Jace Blackmoor — the Lycan King’s golden son, cruel playboy, who laughs at the bond and swears he’ll break her until she kneels. Zayne Lachlan — the hybrid everyone fears, a dangerous artist with hands stained in rumors of blood, who stares at her like she’s his salvation…and his curse. Dahlia becomes the academy’s obsession, the girl with three marks who doesn’t deserve even one. Her boyfriend fears her. The other girls retreat from her. Everyone hates her. And yet… her three mates won’t let anyone else touch her. Not out of love. Out of possession. And possession comes with a price.
view more_Dahlia’s POV_My breath caught in my throat.Zayne stood on the doorstep, his tall frame filling the doorway. His eyes scanned us both, lingering on me for a moment longer than necessary. The scar running down his face seemed more prominent in the light, giving him an even more dangerous appearance.“I want to talk to Dahlia,” he said, his voice calm but with an underlying edge that made my skin prickle.Immediately, Knox shifted his position, moving to stand protectively in front of me. His usually relaxed posture went rigid, his shoulders squared like he was preparing for a fight.“She’s not going anywhere with you,” Knox said firmly.Without thinking, I grabbed the back of Knox’s shirt, my fingers clutching the fabric tightly. My heart was racing, and Mena was whimpering in my head, caught between recognition of our mate and pure terror at his presence.Zayne’s eyes flickered to where I was hiding behind Knox, and something in his expression shifted. “I just want to talk. Five min
_Dahlia’s POV_I arrived at the library looking like I’d just finished watching a sad dog movie. You know, the ones where the dog dies at the end? Knox is already there, sitting at our usual table with his perfectly organized notes and color-coded highlighters. Of course he was. The guy probably arrives everywhere fifteen minutes early just to alphabetize things.“Your leg still hurting?” he asked, looking up from his notebook.I shake my head and slump into the chair across from him, pulling out my books with all the enthusiasm of a wet sock. “No. I’m fine.”He stares at me for a second. I can feel his eyes on my face, probably noticing that I look like I got into a fight and lost.“Which chapter are we doing today?” I asked, flipping through my textbook without actually seeing any of the words.Knox tilts his head. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing. I just want to study.”He opens his mouth like he’s going to push it, but then he just nodded and started explaining some equation that might a
_Dahlia’s POV_Before I could even think of a response to Jace’s insane question, students started filing into the classroom. First a few, then more, until the room was filling up with my classmates.Panic shot through me. Jace was still sitting right next to me, way too close, looking way too comfortable.“You need to leave,” I hissed at him, acutely aware of the curious stares we were already getting. “Right now.”“Not until you give me an answer,” Jace said casually, like we weren’t becoming the center of attention. “When do we start our relationship?”“Jace!” I whispered urgently. More students were pouring in now, and I could hear the whispers starting.“Is that Jace Blackmoor?”“What’s he doing in our class?”“Oh my God, is he sitting with Dahlia Hart?”My face burned with embarrassment. If I didn’t get him out of here soon, rumors would spread like wildfire. Worse rumors than the ones already circulating.“Fine!” I said quickly, just wanting this conversation to end. “Fine, I’l
_Dahlia’s POV_I woke up to a soft knock on my door. Before I could even respond, Knox walked in carrying a breakfast tray.“Good morning,” he said, setting it down on my nightstand. Then he took one look at my face and frowned. “Did you not sleep at all?”I immediately looked away, hoping he couldn’t see how flustered I was. How could I possibly explain that no, I didn’t sleep, because Jace Blackmoor had spent the entire night sexting me? That he’d spammed me with pictures of his abs, his chest, his arms, and yes, more pictures of his very obvious arousal in those grey sweatpants?And worse – so much worse – I’d loaded every single one of them. Even knowing what they were. Even telling myself I absolutely should not click on them.*We have a problem,* Mena had said around 3 AM.*Just one?* I’d thought back hysterically.My face grew redder just thinking about it. About the way my heart had raced with each new photo. About how I’d stared at his body like some kind of pervert myself. A
_Dahlia’s POV_Knox suddenly looked away, breaking the intense eye contact that had made my heart race like crazy. But not before I noticed something very interesting.His ears were red.Like, actually red. Bright red. The kind of red that only came from one thing.“Are you blushing?” I asked, unab
_Dahlia's POV_I blinked at him, wondering what he was pushing at this time. “It came from our kitchen, where our trusted servants prepared it,” I said flatly. “I think I’m safe.”“Still,” Knox insisted. “You should be more careful.”I set down my fork and glared at him. “You know what’s going to
_Dahlia’s POV_I never thought studying could be this hard.My eyes were burning. Like, actually burning, the way they did when you’d been staring at something too long without blinking. My brain felt like it had been put through a blender and then reassembled incorrectly. And I was pretty sure I’d
_Dahlia’s POV_The final bell couldn’t have come fast enough. I was shoving books into my locker with more force than necessary, still pissed off about my argument with Knox earlier.*You’re still thinking about him,* Mena observed.*I am not.**You’re literally imagining different comebacks you co






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