MasukElena “C’mon in and I'll tell you, Elena,” he said, his voice solemn, his eyes watching me expectantly as he waited for me to step toward him.However, I know the man before me too well.Too well to know…that I ought to be afraid. I ought to run from his warm but calculating gesture. He had betrayed me not just once; surely, he wouldn’t hesitate to finish Mr Harris' failed assignment himself.My pulse jumped, and I bit hard on my lower lip, trying to urge myself out of the indecision pulling me in two different directions—run or stay and get the truth…a worthy explanation out of him. Yet, I wanted to give in to Brandon’s demand so badly, that my knee ached with the tension from his authority. But the part of me that had been betrayed over and over again, humiliated and hurt felt Brandon's authority was unworthy to stand firm over my decision. If I gave in now, I'd be giving in not just to him but also to his fucking Alpha Prince authority and sadly I wouldn't win in this confrontat
Elena I never stay angry for long…but right now, and then—my blood simmered beyond its restraint and I wished I had punched Brandon fucking Thorne in his face.My breath grew heavier as I listened to Ms. Gilbert, the exam coordinator, her heels clinking against the tiled floor as she elegantly strode back and forth in front of the classroom, each of her firm words hitting the absolute silence in the room.I stilled in my seat, alongside the rest of my classmates. But then, Ms. Gilbert's rough voice cut through the shock she had deliberately stirred throughout the room moments ago.“Rest assured little ones...” Her gaze swept above everyone's head till it rested on me. “The students who'd be sent away to assist the slaves and omegas of CrestStone Pack won't be all of you in this room.”My breath instantly quickened as her gaze suddenly stopped in my direction, longer than a minute. But then she quickly flashed her usual sexy smile, her brown eyes tilting away from me as if she had not
Elena I grunted, still gripping Mr Harris' wrist twisted behind his back while his weakened knees struggled to keep him upright.I smiled softly at his hardened expression, glad to see his face scrunch as he finally gave up on forcing his wolf out. Seems his wolf knew better than to force the shift while the body was already in pain and trapped.“Bitch!” He screamed, his teeth gnashing towards my direction as he struggled to jerk his head around. “Let go of me, you wolfless bitch!”Such a beautiful sight!I glanced down at his distraught face with something tugging at the corner of my lips—A smirk. “That isn't any way to plead, Instructor Harris. Remember the wolfless bitch has you pinned down, at least.”The vein in his neck throbbed, and his eyes reddened from the pain and anger. “Y-you–” he gritted out, pain radiating through his arm as I tightened my grip.“What?” I sneered, watching his anger rise.I smiled softly as his eyes squeezed shut from the sheer pain etched across his f
Elena My mortified gasp drew the attention of the approaching Mr Harris. And in a heartbeat, my legs consciously snapped backward as he made an attempt to step closer. “Wait—” I raised a finger to protest, but his voice cut me short before I could voice my suspicion. His brows furrowed. “I'm not a pervert who'd do that to a young girl, Lockwell” he blurted out, his hands rubbing the back of his neck. “Especially when that someone is—” He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes lingering on my face with a scowl. “Never mind.” Oh no, darn my dark thoughts. I cursed under my breath in shame. However, as much as my suspicion dissolved, I couldn't help but be perplexed at how meticulously Mr Harris had calculated my thoughts and his movements. My eyes widened, and my lips slipped apart. Almost agape. How did he…? “How did I know
Elena Shortly after, Mr Harris' smile disappeared almost immediately, and for some reason, he looked… just as dangerous as the Head Instructor everyone knows. And not the person whose words had lingered with respect minutes ago.He stepped closer, eyes glaring at my face, before dropping to my boobs for a second. “I certainly don't care what secondary status you were unfortunate enough to be born into, Elena Lockwell.” He muttered, towering over me.“And now, the time of turbulence isn't the moment for me to be repeating myself.” My stomach grumbled at his words– or rather, his threat. The authority in them immediately forced me to lower my gaze. The dangerous Mr Harris never went missing; he seemed to have just used the wrong choice of words earlier.The fact that I was getting a different training ground away from the other students at first had terrified me. The prospect smacked an unwelcome pang of sorrow through my chest. However, repeated assurance from my wolf suddenly made m
Brandon A man must do what he has to do— To survive. It may hurt a few people or even more than just a few. However what's right and just must always be the determining factors in his decisions. Especially in this time of turbulence. The new combat regimen of this morning had been the first thing on my mind when I woke up. Until I saw her familiar figure lurking at the far end of the crowd— intimidated as usual. However, with some sparkle of brightness I've never seen in my mate. Ex-mate. The voice in my head might've corrected me. But no… I stood my ground fearlessly, not convinced enough that a wolfless runt like Elena would think she could survive the wolf world without my protection. I grunted softly, uneasy that Elena's face quickly looked away from me, the moment our gazes almost met. Didn't she miss me? Of course, what had happened between us months ago was merely a private love dispute. Elena couldn't really be stupid enough to think anyone but me would want her. She mig
Elena“The breeze is cool, Elena. I bet you would love it!” Edgar voiced out immediately after he stepped out of the old room.Definitely, outside was much different. So much filled with the liveness of the clean air than the musk of old books and aged furniture permeated across the large live-in o
Logan A wide grin spread across my face as I chopped the deer meat into pieces. I couldn't help but think of the girl— Elena. As much as I wished to get her image off my mind.Her pretty brow that stood right above… those silver eyes, her silky brown hair and above all— her beautiful smile. They c
LoganThe young warrior wanted to hold onto my hands as they gripped his collar firmly but with a pound of my Alpha authority, his hands voluntarily jerked down despite his will to break free. He choked after a few coughs that sent his face reddening in pain as the course wafted over his face. He
Elena“Open up, little one!” I heard a masculine voice called out, the huskiness resonating deep inside my ears.…The man from Crescent Moon Night? My ears twitched at the sense of who possessed the low, husky voice. A shiver scurried down my spine as the realization sank inside my belly— the man I







