"I don’t know what to think anymore. I should hate him for how he speaks to me, even after knowing me. For what he’s done. For treating me like the rest. But every time he looks at me like that, I freeze. Is it just instinct? Is there maybe something more to it, or my wolf is just sexually deprived and wants the first person who makes him feel better?”A soft knock came at the door. Lucan jumped and quickly shoved the journal under his pillow."Come in," he said, straightening.Valen entered, a quiet smile on his lips. "Hey. You alright?" Lucan nodded slowly. "I think so." Valen leaned against the wall. "I don't think you look alright. You appear tense to me." Lucan flushed slightly. "Yeah...it wasn’t...He just... grabbed me." Valen frowned and tilted his head, "Uhm...who grabbed you?" "Aldridge!" The word slipped out of Lucan's lip before he could even think."Wait. He touched you?" Valen reacted surprisingly to that. "Wait, how exactly did he touch you?" Lucan went ahead to ex
Aldridge slowly reached for the towel. It was a slow-motion scene, showing that he had his plan. As he bent down slowly, his eyes swept through Lucan's upper body down to his torso and then landed on his cock. This action of his caused Lucan's face to go red. His first instinct was to cover up quickly with his palms because not only was his breath so close to his body, but it reminded him of that night. He couldn't help it. His cock twitched at the thoughts, and that didn't escape Aldridge's eyes, who secretly smirked before picking up the towel. He stood up, this smirk completely wiped off his face. He wrapped the towel back around Lucan's waist carefully, feeling the curves again. However, Aldridge’s hands remained firm on his back and waist, and the tension in the room lingered more.The air was unspoken, fragile, and burning through their skins, but it seemed both of them were unwilling to admit anything. Finally, Aldridge stepped back, clearing his throat. "I came to check
"You said you had a request," Rhydian spoke at last, his voice smooth but edged with impatience as the silence dragged."Yes, my Lord," Valen said with a cleared throat as he stepped forward from where he’d been standing.Rhydian turned slowly to face him, raising a brow. "Then speak. Why are you still silent? I don’t have all night.""Since my next fight will be against a Lycanis, I want to know more about them," Valen said, holding his gaze steady. "I request access to the royal library.""You want access to our library?" Rhydian repeated, his expression shifting into something colder."Yes," Valen replied without hesitation."You sure do have guts," Rhydian said with a half-laugh as he rubbed his forehead. "A mere werewolf asking to study the Lycanis... how unexpected.""I don’t intend to use it for anything but preparation," Valen said, voice calm but firm. "I want to learn, my Lord. I’m facing a fight I might not come back from. I need to understand my opponent if I want a fair s
Valen, trying to hide how relieved he was, straightened and adjusted his armour. "With all due respect, sir, Lucan is a good instructor. It’s no crime to learn from him, is it?" "You forget yourself so fast, Valen. Watch your tone." Aldridge said with a clenched fist, but that didn't make Valen to back down."Unless…" he tilted his head, "you’re kind of worried I might be chasing Lucan for reasons other than training. Who knows? You might not be wrong. He is… very handsome. And since we are both werewolves, that makes it much easier. We are a perfect fit." Lucan said, hinting at a tone of pride and ownership. Something that almost made Aldridge lose control.Aldridge’s hand slammed against the wall next to Valen’s head, not touching him, but close enough to shake the air."Don’t play games with me, Valen. You keep forgetting your lane and where you are meant to stay," he growled, his voice low and threatening. “If you think you can mess around, I will make sure your time here is a l
The rain had stopped earlier that evening, leaving the corridors a bit slick and cold. The sky outside Lucan’s window was a dark grey, covered in clouds as if it were holding back another storm."I wasn't really expecting this rain to pour heavily tonight. It didn't even give any sign earlier."Lucan mumbled as he limped to his bed, sitting on the edge of it. It had been a few hours since Valen's visit. That gave him a little energy to even want to do anything. His hand hovered over a small glass bottle of ink. He stared at it for a while before he reached for the quill. After his conversation with Valen earlier, he finally dared to put down some words about his encounter with Aldridge. Ever since the incident, he hadn't really written anything down at all. He dipped the quill into the ink, then hesitated.Writing about Aldridge felt dangerous and the thing was that it wasn't just dangerous, it also felt hopeless.His fingers tightened around the feathered pen as he muttered to him
"Sir... Aldridge?" Lucan called, trying to sound normal, even hopeful. But the fear was there. Sitting heavy in their bones as both Lucan and Valen stared at the man.Valen swallowed. I’m dead. It’s over.Aldridge raised a brow at their expressions."Why do you two look like you’ve seen a ghost?" he asked.Lucan and Valen quickly glanced at each other. Wait... What? That didn’t sound like he knew anything. "Nothing, Sir Aldridge," Lucan said quickly, clearing his throat. "I’m just surprised to see you here."Aldridge nodded. "I was passing by and decided to check on you."He stepped closer to the bed, brushing past Valen like he wasn’t even there.As Aldridge stood by Lucan’s side, his eyes scanned over him, especially his bare chest, until they stopped at a small, faint mark near his shoulder. His gaze lingered. Then slowly, he looked up and met Lucan’s calm, unreadable eyes.Lucan saw it. The shift in Aldridge’s expression. He knew exactly what mark he was staring at.So he rememb