LOGINRiven“It’s not your business, Faye,” Nico frowned.She laughed softly. “I am certain you were the one that called him so you guys can get back together. And I am also sure that he was the one that caused the fight. He is a piece of shit who doesn’t deserve you.”“Blah blah blah,” Nico said in mockery, rolling his eyes.She frowned at him. Kael just shook his head. “Why do you guys have to always fight whenever you meet? It has been two months since we came together like this, the three of us. Let’s just have fun, okay?”Kael noticed I wasn’t really there. My mind had drifted far away. “Hey?” he called, touching my shoulder gently. “Are you okay?”I looked up and whispered before I could stop myself, “I… thought you guys were dating.”They all looked at me.“What?” Nico asked.I swallowed hard. “Never mind.”Faye laughed. “Wait… I think I can make sense of what you said. Did you think I was dating Nico? Why would you even think that? I mean, he is not even my type.”Nico rolled his ey
97 RivenI froze for a second, then forced a small, tired smile. “Yeah. That’s me.”The driver looked excited. He quickly pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. “It is nice to meet you here,” he said softly. “Can I please get an autograph?”I frowned. After everything that had just happened, asking for an autograph felt completely out of place. The driver noticed my expression and spoke quickly. “My daughter is a huge fan of yours. We had a little fight yesterday, and she has refused to talk to me. Giving her your autograph might help mend the rift between us.”My heart softened at that. “I am sorry if—”“No, it is fine,” I said. I took the paper and signed it quickly. I handed it back to him. “I hope you guys amend your issue soon. And tell her I am glad to hear she is my fan.”The driver smiled and nodded. “I can assure you that she will be so happy.”I nodded and watched him drive off. I went inside my house, sat on the sofa, and smiled a little as I remembered what the man had sai
RivenThe man wouldn’t let go. He grabbed my wrist tightly, his grip strong and insistent. “Let me go!” I screamed, trying to yank my arm free. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. “Please!”No one on the bus moved to help. A few people glanced over, but they quickly looked away, pretending they saw nothing. Maybe they were scared of him. He was an Alpha, after all, and his scent was heavy with lust and aggression.Before he could pull me any closer, someone shoved him hard from behind. The man stumbled forward, releasing my wrist. I looked up and saw my father standing there, panting, eyes blazing with anger. He was dressed all in black, the same outfit I had vaguely noticed someone wearing a few times this week.“Dad?” I stuttered, shock freezing me in place. “What are you doing here?”He didn’t answer. The bus stopped at the next corner. He grabbed my hand and pulled me off with him, practically dragging me onto the sidewalk. The man yelled something from inside the
RivenI woke up slowly the next morning, the memories of last night flooding back immediately. The way Kael’s words had lit me on fire through the phone, the way I had come so hard just from his filthy messages and the sound of his voice in my head. A small, shy smile tugged at my lips as I lay there, staring at the ceiling. My body still felt warm from the memory. I ran a hand through my messy hair and yawned, stretching carefully.But the smile faded fast when I remembered what day it was. My heat could start any time now. I could already feel the subtle changes — the way my scent was growing stronger, more noticeable, even when I wasn’t bleeding. The suppressants I had been taking were barely holding it back anymore.I got up, took a double dose of the suppressants with a glass of water, and hoped they would be enough. Then I showered, dressed in simple clothes, ate a quick breakfast of toast, and left the house. I caught a taxi to the hospital, my leg bouncing nervously the entire
KaelMay left in the afternoon after making sure I ate and took my medicine. I felt much better. The fever had finally broken, even if I was still a little weak. I made a simple dinner, turned on the TV, and settled on the couch to watch soccer. Even as a hockey player, I loved the game. The tactics, the passion, and the movement on the pitch were relaxing in their own way. For a while, it helped me forget everything else.Later that night, after the house had gone quiet and the clock passed midnight, I couldn’t stop thinking about Riven. I missed him. The way he felt in my arms, the way he looked at me, the sound of his voice when he said my name. I picked up my phone and texted him.Kael: Hey. Are you still awake?He replied a few minutes later.Riven: Yeah. What’s up?Kael: Just missing you. It’s late, but I wanted to hear from you. Are you busy?Riven: Not really. Why?Kael: By the way, you have been replying late tonight. I really hope everything is fine.Riven: Everything is fin
RivenThe next day, I woke up and immediately checked my phone. The team had posted about today’s practice. They had a friendly match scheduled against another squad later in the week. My chest ached as I scrolled through the updates. I wished I could be there, skating with them, pushing myself like I used to. But I couldn’t. Coach had told me to rest, and after yesterday’s disaster, I knew he was right. I lied to Kael and told him practice went okay. I didn’t want him worrying about me on top of everything else.I spent the morning cooking something simple, then headed to the gym to work on my upper body and core. After a long shower, I felt a little better. My ankle was finally feeling much stronger — almost normal. The relief was huge.I picked up my phone and called Kael.“Hey,” I said when he answered. “How are you doing?”“I’m fine,” he replied, his voice still a little rough but much better than yesterday. “Much better today. May’s been taking care of me.”I smiled. “I’m glad.
RivenI decided to go to the hospital. I called a taxi and slid into the back seat, pulling my cap low over my eyes. The city blurred past the window as I scrolled through my phone, trying to distract myself. Then I saw something that caught my complete attention.Photos of my father being escorted
KaelI drove home with a heavy mind, the streets blurred by the falling snow. As I turned onto my street, my stomach dropped. A crowd of reporters and cameras was already clustered outside my gate, lights flashing even in the dim morning.“Gosh,” I sighed, gripping the wheel tighter. I quickly reve
RivenMy father suddenly grabbed my hand, his grip tight and unrelenting. “Let’s go now. The man stays far away, so we don’t want to be late. I promise he is genuine. Two of my friends recommended him and have seen his great works.”“Dad, stop! You’re insane!” I yelled, yanking hard to free myself.
RivenI blinked, stunned into silence. The words hung in the air between us like a live wire. I love you, Riven.Kael’s thumb brushed gently across my cheek, his eyes soft and patient. “You don’t have to say anything back,” he whispered, his voice low and steady. “I just… needed you to know. No pre







