Se connecterLucian's POVThroughout the lecture, I couldn't focus on a single damn word coming out of my own mouth. She wasn't in class. Without her in the room, it felt like half of my mind had just walked right out the door.āThat will be all for today,ā I snapped, slamming my textbook shut.I hauled my bag over my shoulder and started marching toward the main administration building when Aliceās voice cut through the noisy corridor behind me.āProfessor Lucian!āI stopped dead in my tracks, an instant wave of irritation washing over me. I turned around slowly, ready to tell her to back off, but my eyes landed on the girl standing a few feet away. It wasn't Alice who had called outāit was Velvet, Brielleās closest friend. The same quiet girl whoād been targeted by bullies last week, the one I'd arranged a replacement uniform for through Brielle.She looked terrible.āYou good?ā I asked, dropping the sharp tone.āNo,ā Velvet stammered. She was clutching her stomach, her face twisted in obvious
Brielle's POV āYoung master Jayden asked me to take you home,ā the guard said.Camiella looked back at me and smiled, her face going a little red. I stood there on the driveway, watching the guard hold the door open for her, and felt this sharp, annoying pinch in my chest. I was jealous. I hated admitting it, but I totally was.āThatās nice,ā I muttered, keeping my voice down.Instead of getting in, Cam stepped back and grabbed my hand. Her eyes were already watering. āIām sorry,ā she whispered, hugging me tight and burying her hand in the back of my hair. āThank you, Brielle.āāFor what?ā I asked, my mood dropping into something heavy and quiet.She always did this. Camiella didnāt need some supernatural wolf radar to know when my head was spinning; she could pick up on it from a mile away.āNo one has ever looked out for me the way you do,ā she said, pulling back just enough to look at me. āAnd Iām never letting anything mess up our bond. Not even Jayden.āāI didnāt even mention Ja
Brielle's POVMy fingers shook so hard I could barely hold the plastic handle.āJust think about him when you use it,ā Camiellaās voice echoed in my head, exactly how sheād said it when she showed me how the settings worked.Now, trapped alone in the quiet of this massive bedroom, her words were the only thing grounding me.āLet my voice guide you,ā sheād told me, and I had just nodded like an idiot back then. āNow, turn it on.āI plugged it into the wall, flipped the switch, and felt the heavy vibration rattle up my arm. I buried my head back into the pillows, my skin instantly flushing hot as a cold shiver ran right down my spine.The heat pooling between my legs was messy and unbearable. I slid lower into the bed, letting the buzzing tip brush right against my clit. The sharp jolt of electricity made me jolt, my free hand blindly clawing a fistful of the bedsheet.āFuckā¦ā I gasped out loud.The pressure was too much after days of holding everything in. Just that tiny bit of contact
Brielleās POVI missed lectures that morning. Jackson, the eldest, had volunteered to take me to the study room with him, but Jayden blatantly refused.āShe comes with me,ā Jayden insisted. āI can take care of her. Besides, don't you guys have a match right now?āSilence fell over the four of them for a moment before Jackson spoke up again. āYou need to prepare for tomorrowās match too, Jayden. Briarwood versus Willowgrove.āThat brought the quiet back. I knew how hard theyād all been training over the past few days. Jackson had been coming home late from hockey practice every night. Jace was standing right in front of me in his basketball jersey, ready to head out to the court. And Jason seemed to live on the pitch, or in our backyard, endlessly practicing his volleyball serves for the big day ahead.āYou canāt afford to lose to Willowgrove,ā Jason added, breaking the silence. āYou know how much Briarwood needs you to win the lacrosse game.āThey all looked at each other, caught in a
Brielleās POVThe scream tore from my throat, raw and deafening, slicing through the quiet morning air outside the gates.Everything shifted into agonizing, sickening slow motion. The heavy iron grill of the oncoming truck roared toward Camiella. The driverās window was a dark, vacant tintāno sign of slamming brakes, no squealing tires, just a brutal, accelerated momentum aiming directly for her fragile frame. Camiella froze, her eyes wide with sheer terror, her hands paralyzed at her sides like a deer caught in headlights.āMOVE!ā Virelle roared in my head, a surge of hot, crimson energy igniting beneath my skin.Before my human brain could even process the distance between us, my body reacted. My wolf took control. A violent burst of adrenaline shot through my veins, and the ground practically cracked beneath my boots as I launched forward, moving faster than any normal human ever could.I didn't just runāI flew.I collided with Camiella's waist right as the metal bumper swept thr
Brielleās POVāHey man, relax,ā Simon chuckled, tapping Jackson on the shoulder and smiling sheepishly at the rest of my stepbrothers. But their wolves seemed completely agitated, practically vibrating with raw jealousy. I could feel the tension radiating off them.āI was just trying to get to know your stepsister and compliment her. I mean no harm,ā he said, winking at me before tapping Jacksonās shoulder once more. Jackson glared down at the hand on his shoulder, then snapped his gaze back to Simonās face.āRelax, will you? Everyone, itās justāāāAttention students and staff: all eligible players must gather on the field immediately,ā the school intercom blared, cutting him off. āThe match is about to begin. Willowgrove and Briarwood hockey star players, report to the field now.āExcited chatter erupted as students began rushing down the hallway. Off to the side, Alice shot me a venomous look, while her minions stared at me as if Iād just committed a crime.In a matter of minutes, I
Brielle's POVThe man from last night, the stranger who bandaged my wounds, stood against Alice for my sake, now standing at the front of my classroom.As my---Professor?āMiss Parkman,ā his deep voice rolled through the air again. āAre you waiting for an invitation, or would you like to sit?āMy l
Brielleās POVI woke up the next day, getting ready for school and silently praying to the Moon Goddess that today would go well.But deep down, I knew the chances of avoiding trouble were slim. My eyes landed on the coat from last night, still draped over the chair. The same coat that had wrappe
Brielleās POVThe room, already tense, fell deathly still as a tall man stepped forward from the shadows of the clubās VIP lounge. His presence was quiet, but it carried weight, like a storm gathering strength before the first crack of thunder.He wore a dark, tailored coat over a crisp black shir
Brielleās POVThree years ago, if someone had told me my life would turn out this pathetic and broken, I wouldāve laughed in their face.āOh well, look who we have here,ā a sharp, mocking voice called out behind me.The tray in my hand shook from a sudden shove. Before I could react, it slipped fro







