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Stingy Season.
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2026-03-12 04:38:26Keon's POV:
What the fuck is Derrick up to? I'm in my bed chambers on the highest floor of this palace, and after all the hassle of the last few days you would think I would finally take time off to rest and relax. So did I. But instead, I'm pacing my room floor wondering why the bond with Winter feels sharper than ice and relentless like a tsunami. I just can't get any sort of sleep whatsoever. I avoided dinner because the fact that Derrick is back and now can claim Winter annoys me. No. It's worse. It's infuriating. So I'm jealous my brother is back because now he has a claim to a mate that is supposedly his but is actually mine…Big whoop. Would I be acting abnormally if I demanded she slept in my quarters? I walk toward the halls leading towards the stairs, before turning back halfway. No. I've talked about this. I have walked towards the stairs over 5 times trying to control myself. What if— No. She could be in danger though…. Maybe I should just go check on her… My legs trod back towards the stairs… No. If she were in any actual danger the bond wouldn't feel like this. This time it feels like…something I can't and don't think I want to explain. It feels like happiness? No…that's not quite right…. euphoria? Yeah I think that's closer to it. The storm in my chest…it tastes like some sort of betrayal I can't swallow. Euphoria? It's one thing for Winter to be happy with Derrick, as bitter as it is to say or think about. But this feeling…it's more like… Pleasure? Yes. That's it. This feeling in my chest… It's like a wave of intense happiness. And Derrick is the one behind that feeling. I grit my teeth so hard my jaw hurts. What could he possibly be doing to make her this happy? And why does it feel like some sort of huge betrayal? Unless… No. There's no way. But… Derrick and Winter, the latest “mates” are alone, at nearly midnight, and Winter is euphoric about it. But euphoric about what exactly? Their conversation? His presence? What? My mind immediately assumes the worst. He's fucking her. My wolf growls in my chest. I struggle to calm him. It couldn't be…Winter wouldn't… The memory of her beautiful smile flashes by, but she's smiling at him in the garden. Not me. Him. Dammit. It's fine. It's fine. I'm fine. I lay down on the lush bed, trying to close my eyes. I tear my eyes open half a second later. It's not fine. Not at all. I've tried to be considerate, to be the “good guy” and do what's best for everyone. I've tried, but I draw the fucking line at Derrick having what's not his like that. No one but me should get to touch her. No one. I'm done with this. I'm done being selfless. A brilliant idea pops up, and I smile at my dark reflection in the mirror, my dark eyes lighting up the room in a way that would spread chills on anyone. I knew it. I was fucking right. As I soon as I entered his quarters, the sound of someone deep in the throes of pleasure rang out. They didn't care if they screamed the walls down, and it grated against my nerves like chalk on a blackboard. It's Winter. Winter is moaning like she's having the time of her fucking life, and with the fucker Derrick. The sound rings out all around me till it's all I can hear, and it makes me want to shift on the spot. She's mine. Fucking mine. Her moans should be mine only, come from me only, and only I deserve to make her feel the way she is now. “Yes Derrick! Please let me come! Fuck Derrick!! Make me come! Please!” My wolf growls so loudly they would notice if they weren't occupied. Derrick. Fucking occupied with my. fucking. mate. Even though I'm barely a foot away from the door I don't rip of the door by its hinges like I want to. No. I'm smarter than that. Better. "Fuckkkkkk! Derrick don't stop! I'm going to—Shit I'm going to—” I am not fucking better. I knock the door down like my life depends on it.
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