Vienna's POV:
Gemini and her friends left the cafeteria like they had seen a ghost and wanted to escape the haunting desperately. Meanwhile, I remained standing there, rooted to the spot in complete disbelief.
Did he just… threaten them with expulsion on my behalf? Did I hear it correctly…?
My mind was still trying to catch up when he turned around, looking at me with concern in his eyes.
“Are you sure you aren’t hurt anywhere?”
His voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I blinked up at him, surprised.
Oh, God. My heart is doing that weird flutter thing again.
“No, I’m good. Thank you for stepping in to help me, though.”
The words felt strange coming out of my mouth.
Showing gratitude to someone wasn't something I was used to. I was five when my mom passed away, and I had been doing everything on my own since then– no matter how important, or how insignificant the task was.
I had never relied on anyone, I had never felt gratitude towards anyone for taking a stand for me…
I swallowed hard but still couldn't get rid of the unfamiliar feeling lodged in my chest, and I quickly added,
“I mean, I am thankful for your help, but I could have handled it myself, everything was under control. So, please keep in mind that if something like this happens again, you don’t need to interfere on my behalf. I can settle my own scores.”
I looked up at him, expecting some sort of reply, but instead, I found him staring at me with narrowed eyes and a curious expression– as if he was trying to figure me out– the only thing missing was
a microscope.As our eyes locked, I was suddenly reminded of that moment in the hallway when I kissed him, and his hazel eyes had widened in shock… or surprise?
Back then too, he had been staring at me without saying a single word– just like he was now.
My face grew hot, embarrassment flooding in my veins. I looked away, trying to keep myself steady.
“And also, Professor Maddox!”
I started by clearing out my throat.
“I’m sorry. For… you know… kissing you in the hallway like that. I was dealing with something, and I wasn’t thinking straight, but that’s no excuse for it. I shouldn’t have… uh, kissed you.”
My voice cracked towards the end.
“So yeah… um… sorry again.”
I shuddered internally as the words just jumped off my tongue one after another, each one making the situation more and more awkward.
Come on, I knew how to speak. So why did I sound like a bumbling idiot right now?
And then, to make matters much worse, I saw the corners of his mouth twitch into a smirk.
I guess he must be having fun, watching me stammer like a clumsy moron.
That's when I saw him open his mouth, like he was about to say something. At the sight of it, I felt a sudden panic rise in my chest.
My face was as red as a tomato, and I had no desire to watch myself turn into beetroot. There's just no way I could bear to stick around for whatever he had to say next.
I had been in the middle of enough embarrassing situations for one day– and with this thought, my impulses took control.
I spun around and hurried away before he could say a single word, and I practically broke out into a run once I had left the cafeteria.
I rushed to the second floor, my feet barely touching the ground as I headed toward my next class for the Economics lecture.
The whole day had already been a dumpster fire, and the last thing I needed was to be late and get scolded by the professor on top of it.
I was still panting as I came to a stop, bracing myself for a scolding while I stepped inside the classroom. But to my surprise, the room was completely empty.
Except for one person.
There was someone sitting on the desk at the front, bent over the table and jotting something down in a notebook.
I glanced at them quickly, but before I could even fully register who it was, the person looked up, as if sensing someone was standing in the doorway.
My heart skipped a beat.
No way.
It was none other than Kai Maddox.
What the hell was going on? I had just left him in the cafeteria a couple of minutes ago, and I hadn’t seen him leave or follow me out.
Yet, here he was, sitting on the desk like he had been here for a while.
This was just not possible, I mean, unless he knew how to jump from one place to another! Wait, did he actually know how to teleport or something?
My confusion must have been written across my forehead in bold letters, because he offered an explanation on his own.
“Are you here for your Economics class? Professor Nara has called in sick today. Didn’t you get the message?”
He smiled at me, and that expression gave me instant deja vu from the cafeteria.
What was going on? Why was I running into him everywhere today? Is this some kind of prank, or black magic!?
I couldn’t stop myself and instead of responding to his question, I marched up to him.
“How did you get here so fast?”
He looked at me, looking slightly puzzled.
“I’m sorry, what do you mean?”
“You know exactly what I mean. I just met you in the cafeteria, and I'm pretty sure I left before you did. So how did you get here before me?”
Professor Kai chuckled, and I frowned. Why did he keep smiling at my questions, was he enjoying this…?
Before I could fire some more bullets from my arsenal in the form of questions, he shook his head in amusement.
“I get it now! That wasn’t me whom you just met in the cafeteria, Miss…?”
"Vienna.”
"Miss Vienna, you must have run into my twin brother, Fynn.”
I froze, my mind going blank.
Twin brother?
Of course! That explained it all… oh gosh, have I been blabbering to the wrong person all along… all because of my misunderstanding?!
Vienna's POV:Shock and embarrassment washed over me as I realized my mistake.By the time I could process the whole "twin" thing, the door swung open, and in walked someone else.My eyes widened.The new arrival strolled in, laughing as if he had heard the entire conversation. He glanced from me to Kai, while I blinked, completely taken aback. If it wasn’t for the fact that Kai had just told me about the existence of his brother, I would’ve thought I was losing my mind. "So, I take it you’ve met my twin already?"He said, his voice carrying that same smooth tone Kai had, though with a little more seriousness. I stared at him, trying to figure out if he was joking or not. "Fynn, meet Vienna," Kai introduced me, his lips curling into a small grin. "I think there’s been a bit of confusion.""A bit?" Fynn smirked. "She looked like she was about to interrogate you on hot coals! But I'm curious, did you seriously think we were the same person?"I blinked again, feeling the heat rise t
Vienna's POV:I stood in front of my dresser, holding the mascara wand in hand, trying to perfect my smile. I practiced again in the mirror, although it felt more like a forced rehearsal. Today was supposed to be a milestone birthday, but so far, it was turning into a day of endless embarrassment. But as much as I wanted to spend the rest of the day rotting in my bed, I couldn't skip the gala.I had to get ready for the ancient rituals that were going to be held later. As I swept the mascara across my lashes, coating them evenly, my gaze drifted to the small open box of opal earrings sitting on the dresser. My father’s customary birthday gift… I snapped the box shut, feeling a pang of annoyance as I tucked it away into a drawer filled with identical boxes. Fifteen of them to be precise, stacked neatly beside one another. Every year, without fail, he tossed the same earrings at me, probably considering that it was a thoughtful gift. He didn’t even care to remember which ones he ha
Vienna's POV:“I'm not over him? Really!!”I scoffed, taking a pause and looking dead in her eyes before continuing.“So, my dear bitch… I mean, my only dear step sister! If you're forgetting it, then let me refresh your memory. I'm the one who kissed someone just this morning, with the whole college watching. While you're the one who was sneaking kisses from my boyfriend in some hidden, shady alley… I guess you know better about who's not over whom!”I bet Gemini was not expecting me to answer her back, and this much was evident in her expressions. After all, I had always kept up the dignified act of us being sisters, even though she had never acted like one to me. But today, she had crossed all her limits; hence giving me a pass for the same.Guessing by the way she snarled at me, lunging towards my neck with her teeth bared, I didn't think she agreed with my principle of tit-for-tat. Sidestepping her at the last moment, I avoided her sharp nails which passed a hair's breadth from
Vienna's POV: Mate…The word stubbornly echoed in my mind, refusing to settle down for even a second. I felt like my world had shifted on its axis, and I was still struggling to regain my footing on this slippery floor. My wolf, who had refused to say a single word to me all these years, had somehow made an appearance? But she had left out one important bit of information: who was it? Who was my mate!? Desperately, I repeated the question in my head, hoping for any answer from my wolf. But no matter how many times I tried, I was met with nothing but absolute, radio silence from the other end.She had left me hanging, just when I needed her most. Really, really great timing!Realizing that no help was coming from her, I tried to look around to figure out who or what had triggered this announcement. And without my approval or consent, my eyes found Kai and Fynn again. The Alphas of the Azuremist pack… could one of them be–But before I could even complete that thought, I heard m
Vienna's POV: Asher’s grip on my wrist was still iron-tight, but I was numb to the pain by now. If I was bleeding, I didn’t care. He was dragging me behind him furiously, like I was some rebellious child caught misbehaving in public; and now it was his duty to enforce the consequences. He pulled me to the end of the hallway, swinging me around with a rough and sudden pull, slamming my back against the wall. The impact was sharp as he trapped me between himself and the wall, and finally, he let go of my wrist, leaving angry red marks and smears of blood on my skin. Without paying them any mind, he brought both his hands up to his face, rubbing it in frustration before letting out a sharp, angry bark. “Are you done, Vienna? Haven’t you thrown enough tantrums already? Now, what else do you want from me? Do you really expect me to try and please you with some stupid flowers or gifts? Is that it? I don’t know what you're expecting or what kind of crap you have filled your head with,
Vienna's POV: The voice didn’t belong to me. It didn’t belong to Asher, either. My head snapped toward its source, heart racing, as the words echoed in the hallway. My eyes darted to the left, then to the right as Asher loomed over me, his rage radiating out of him. He looked like he could snap someone in half at any moment, and I was the nearest one in sight… And just then, my gaze landed on Fynn. He was leaning against the wall, a glass of an amber colored drink in his hand, looking at me like we were the only two people in the room.His eyes were warm, and a small smile curved his lips, as if none of the chaos in front of him was phasing him at all. On the other hand, Asher snapped as soon as he turned around, barking at Fynn. “You! What the hell are you doing here? Who invited you? And what the fuck do you want?”Fynn tilted his head slightly and shrugged, as if he was amused by Asher’s sudden aggression. “Funny of you to ask! When you are the one keeping my girlfriend occu
Vienna's POV: Before our lips could touch, a voice made us both whip our heads in its direction.“Vienna! Are you okay? I was so worried about you, you know…" The sweet, familiar voice rang out, announcing the arrival of someone, moments before Lola turned the corner and appeared in the hallway. "Asher came out a few minutes ago, and I was waiting, but you didn’t show up. Did he do something to hurt you…?" Her sentence trailed off, her eyes widening as she took in the scene before her: me standing against the wall, inappropriately and impossibly close to Fynn. "Oh." The single syllable carried many implications that made my cheeks burn with embarrassment.Her eyes nearly fell out of their sockets, and her mouth opened and closed a few times, like she was trying to process what she was seeing.“I’m sorry.” She finally managed to push out a few words, although she started stammering seconds later. “I didn’t mean to interrupt, I… I…”"Lola!" I exclaimed, a little startled by
Vienna's POV: I felt like there was a gentle, yet powerful force holding my face upwards, towards the Moon Goddess herself. Like the firm hold of a mother's hand, compelling me to raise my chin as my eyes were sealed shut.There was darkness… only darkness around me, and all I could hear were faint whispers all around me. The spirits of the ancestors.The voices were in a language I couldn't understand but still felt familiar… like if I tried hard enough, I might understand what they were saying. But the tones were overlapping and blurring together, filling my mind with words I couldn’t decipher. My pulse pounded in my ears, and the whispers seemed to grow louder and more urgent, pushing into my mind until I thought my head might explode. And then, the force holding me went slack in an instant. My face lowered down and I could feel my body again, as if I was a puppet whose strings had just been cut. But the next moment, I felt a strange sensation, like I was being pulled forward.
Vienna's POV:I hummed softly to myself as I brushed Zeke’s hair into place. He made a silly face in the mirror and stuck out his tongue, wiggling his head so my careful work unraveled instantly.“Zeke,” I warned, biting back a smile.“But Mama, it tickles,” he giggled, scrambling off the stool before I could launch a second attack with the brush.He wore his new blue shirt—buttoned all the way up—and his little black sneakers that lit up when he walked. His backpack looked enormous on his small back, but he wore it with pride, like he was off to conquer the world.Today was his first full day of preschool. I should’ve been nervous, but the past week had been so peaceful it felt like the world had given us permission to just breathe. My heat had passed. The storm was behind us. Life was finally, blessedly… normal.Zeke grabbed a banana from the bowl on the counter and munched happily as we waited by the door. “Will Daddy Kai and Daddy Fynn come with us?”I didn’t have to answer.Kai a
Vienna's POV: I hummed softly to myself as I brushed Zeke’s hair into place. He made a silly face in the mirror and stuck out his tongue, wiggling his head so my careful work unraveled instantly. “Zeke,” I warned, biting back a smile. “But Mama, it tickles,” he giggled, scrambling off the stool before I could launch a second attack with the brush. He wore his new blue shirt—buttoned all the way up—and his little black sneakers that lit up when he walked. His backpack looked enormous on his small back, but he wore it with pride, like he was off to conquer the world. Today was his first full day of preschool. I should’ve been nervous, but the past week had been so peaceful it felt like the world had given us permission to just breathe. My heat had passed. The storm was behind us. Life was finally, blessedly… normal. Zeke grabbed a banana from the bowl on the counter and munched happily as we waited by the door. “Will Daddy Kai and Daddy Fynn come with us?” I didn’t have to answer
Fynn's POV:Kai’s voice sent a fresh shiver through her. Her head turned toward him, lips parted, eyes still heavy-lidded from release.I didn’t move away. I wasn’t done watching her like this—undone and radiant and still so desperately needy.Kai rose behind her, his body a shadow of heat and muscle as he knelt on the bed. “That was a beautiful sight,” he murmured, leaning down to brush his lips over her temple. “But I think she’s still hungry.”“She is,” I confirmed, my fingers still stroking gently between her thighs. “Aren’t you, baby?”Vienna’s soft gasp was answer enough. Her hips rolled into my hand, already greedy for more.Kai reached around her, cupping one breast in his palm while the other slid beneath the sheets to join mine between her legs. His fingers found hers wet and open, and he exhaled a sound between a groan and a laugh.“So wet. So ready.” He licked at her ear, his voice a low growl. “You don’t know what you do to us, do you?”She moaned, caught between our hand
Vienna's POV:The morning light slid through the curtains in soft golden beams, brushing over tangled limbs and tousled hair. My body ached in the best possible way—used, loved, worshiped. Between Kai’s strong arms and Fynn’s warmth pressed against my back, I could’ve stayed like that forever.But the knocking at the door said otherwise.Kai stirred first, blinking at the sound. “Shit,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “That’s the Healer. I asked her to check on you, just in case.”I blinked, sitting up slowly. “You… what?”Fynn groaned, hiding his face in my shoulder. “Let her in. You need to be looked at after… all that.”I shot them both a look, cheeks flushed with leftover arousal and sleep. “I’m not that fragile.”Kai chuckled. “No, baby, but you are ours. And last night wasn’t exactly tame.”The knocking came again, followed by a soft voice. “Alpha Kai? Fynn? I brought the tonics.”Kai pulled on a pair of sweats and opened the door a crack. “She’s up. You can come in.”Healer Lys step
Vienna's POV:The cabin was quiet… thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and pine. The air was cool against my bare skin, but I was warm between them. Wrapped in the heat of Kai behind me, and Fynn’s arm draped across my waist, I’d fallen asleep with their seed still pulsing inside me, every nerve in my body wrecked and humming.I didn’t remember drifting off. I only remembered the way they had taken me—together, possessive and tender, fucking me through the peak of my heat until I couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but cry their names.But now… I was awake.My body throbbed with lazy, low want. Not urgent, not desperate like before—but soft and sweet and deep. The kind of need that curled between my thighs and whispered for more. A different kind of hunger.I blinked in the dim glow of the moonlight slipping through the cabin windows. Everything looked hazy and silver, glowing around the edges. I felt their bodies pressed to mine—Kai’s chest firm against my back, hi
Kai's POV:Fynn rose from between her thighs, lips glistening, eyes black with need. His chest heaved, his shirt already clinging to his skin, and he looked at her like he might lose control if I didn’t act fast.“She’s ready,” he said roughly, voice frayed with restraint. “Fuck, she’s perfect.”Vienna reached for both of us, her hands trembling. “Please,” she whispered. “Don’t make me wait. I want to feel you both.”We didn’t need more encouragement.I lifted her easily, wrapping an arm under her thighs as Fynn stripped her dress completely off her body. Ribbons fluttered to the floor, the last delicate bindings coming undone. She was naked now, bared completely to the firelight, to us, her skin glowing, her scent rich and wild in the air.I lay her down on the bed gently, brushing her hair from her flushed face as Fynn climbed onto the mattress beside her. He kissed her first, slow and deep, and I took my time undressing behind them—pulling off my shirt, undoing my pants, my cock al
Kai's POV:The moon was a white ghost above the trees, barely visible through the gauzy veil of clouds. Inside the cabin, however, everything was saturated in heat.Her scent was everywhere.It clung to the floorboards, soaked the sheets, fogged the windows. Sweet and thick, it hit the back of my throat with every breath and made my skin feel too tight for my body. Vienna was curled in the center of the bed—naked, glowing with sweat and heat, the curve of her hip peeking from beneath a soft throw Fynn had draped over her an hour ago, when she’d finally collapsed between us in a haze of satisfied whimpers.But now she stirred. The sound was barely more than a breath, but my body answered instantly, blood roaring.Her legs shifted, a slow rub of thighs that parted just enough to catch my attention.A low sound rumbled in my chest. Not quite a growl. Not quite speech.Fynn stirred beside me, catching the same scent. She was slick again, her body coaxing us back, her need like a siren son
Fynn's POV:The day had been spent in attempts to keep ourselves occupied with hunting, but the moment I reached the cabin, all of it started to seem like it wasn't going to help her anymore. I could smell her before I even stepped out of the Jeep. Sweet, spiced, and fucking dangerous. Vienna in heat was a whole different creature. She was already inside, Kai had brought her ahead of me, carried her into the cabin like a prince carrying his bride to the bedchamber. We had brought her to this cabin for a reason. No distractions. No interruptions. Just her, her needs… and us. I closed the car door and inhaled again, my cock already hardening against my jeans. She must be soaked. Her scent was thick and heavy in the air—feral, needy, addictive. I stepped inside and locked the door behind me. The fire was already lit, casting amber shadows over the walls and warming the cabin to a gentle, comforting heat. But it wasn’t the fire that pulled me. It was her. She was curled up o
Vienna’s POV: I didn't know where one touch ended and another began. Fynn's grip on my hips was steel, grounding me with every thrust as his thick length stretched me wide and deep. My face was pressed into Kai's thigh, his fingers still around my throat—not choking, just owning, his voice like velvet heat in my ear. "You're so good for us," he murmured, dragging his thumb over my lower lip. "Taking him so well… dripping around his cock like your body knows it's supposed to happen." And God, it did. My body was alive in a way I’d never felt—need pulsing hot through my core, no shame, no thought, just raw, aching instinct. Fynn groaned behind me, his rhythm shifting, becoming rougher. One of his hands left my waist, slid up my spine, then tangled tightly into my hair. He tugged, and I gasped as my head tilted back, arching for him like a thread pulled taut. “You feel this, Kai?” he gritted out. “She’s so fucking wet… clutching me like she doesn’t want to let go.” “She doesn’t,”