Mag-log inRebecca’s POV"Did you enjoy training with your lover today, Rebecca?"My entire body went completely cold. For several seconds, I genuinely couldn't breathe."Who is this?" I demanded, my hands shaking so violently the phone rattled against my ear.A low, distorted chuckle came through the line. "You don't want to know."My eyes darted toward the closed bedroom door. Monthana still hadn't returned, and suddenly the room felt far too quiet. "What do you want from me?""Why is your lover here?"My stomach dropped. "What?""Alpha Enzo," the caller said slowly. "Why is he suddenly at the Academy? Did you tell him about me?""No!" I lied quickly, the panic rising fast in my throat. "No, I haven't! I haven't told him anything!""You'd better not," the caller growled softly through the static. "Because if I find out you've told him about our conversations, those photographs won't just go to the Academy Council. I'll make sure everyone sees them—every single student, every professo
Rebecca’s POVI stared up at him.For several seconds, I genuinely couldn't speak. I just stared.Enzo stood directly in front of me, looking completely calm, as though there was absolutely nothing strange about him suddenly appearing at my Academy and becoming my drill instructor for an entire week.My eyes narrowed into a glare."What are you doing here?" I whispered frantically, my voice barely audible over the chatter of the other students around us. "Enzo, what is this?"One of his dark eyebrows lifted, his hard, blank look remaining completely unbroken."Excuse me?""You heard me."His expression remained perfectly blank. "Talking during instructions is prohibited. Focus on your stance."My mouth fell open in pure disbelief.Was he serious right now?!"Enzo—""Alpha Enzo," he corrected smoothly, his deep voice carrying a strict, official edge.I clamped my mouth shut, my cheeks burning. He was enjoying this. I could see it. There was the tiniest, most subtle twitch
Enzo’s POVFifteen minutes before the drill..."She was my wife, William," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, yet heavy enough to drop the temperature in the room.Professor William sat back in his heavy wooden chair, his breath catching in his throat as he stared at me in stunned silence.I leaned against the edge of his desk, running a hand over my tired face. I had told him everything. The curse, the impossible choices, the dark magic I used to erase her memories, and the overwhelming fear of watching her rot in this place while I tried to bow out quietly. I held nothing back. If I was going to protect her inside these walls, I needed the head professor on my side, not asking questions.William let out a long, heavy sigh, shaking his head slowly. "Gods above, Enzo... you wiped her mind to save her from your death?""I had to," I growled softly, my fists clenching at my sides. "I thought leaving her with a clean slate and a peaceful life was the right thing to do. But no
Rebecca’s POV"Rebecca, calm down... he will be here soon," Monthana said softly, placing a firm, steadying hand on my shoulder."How can I calm down?!" I choked out, tears blurring my eyes as I waved my hands at the mess on my desk. "Look at the pictures, Monthana! Look at them! If these get out... I am completely ruined!"My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Last night, after Monthana and I came back from dinner, we walked into our dorm room, and right there in the middle of my bed was a plain white envelope. I opened it expecting a normal note from the school or a letter from my fiancé, Zarek.Instead, a stack of clear photos spilled out onto the sheets.They were pictures of Alpha Enzo and me. In the clinic. Clear as day. Taken from an angle that captured every single moment of us together on that bed. I had barely processed the pure horror of it when the phone on my nightstand started ringing.When I picked it up, a deep, strange male voice spoke from the other side."I see yo
Enzo’s POVA whole month had passed since I left the Academy.A month of staring at my phone every hour of the day. A month of waiting for a call that never came. And I hated every single second of it.I leaned back against my leather office chair, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows of my pack house, rubbing my temples. What the hell is wrong with you, Enzo? I asked myself, the self-contempt bitter in my throat. Why are you pushing your way back into her life? This wasn't the plan.The plan had been simple. Cruel, devastating, but simple.I was dying. I knew that. When the curse settled over me, I made the painful choice to erase her memories of us. I ripped myself from her mind so she could move on, live a quiet, safe life, and never have to watch me rot from the inside out. I had accepted my death months ago. I was ready to bow out quietly.So why was I acting like an insane, greedy bastard now?Because you saw her, my wolf growled softly in the back of my mind.Yeah.
Enzo’s POVHer pussy clenched around my cock every time I pushed deep. The wet heat of her was driving me insane. I could still taste her from earlier, still feel how she had trembled in the clinic. Now she was here, spread open on the desk, legs wide, tits exposed, eyes glassy with pleasure she kept trying to fight.I pulled out of her again, ignoring the soft sound of protest she made. I lifted her off the desk and carried her the short distance to the leather couch against the wall. I sat down and looked up at her.“Sit on me, Becca.”She hesitated only a second before climbing onto my lap, knees on either side of my hips. I guided my cock back to her entrance and watched her face as she slowly sank down onto me. A low groan left my throat when her tight pussy took every inch again.“Fuck… just like that.”She started to move, rising and falling on my cock. I gripped her hips and helped her find a rhythm, thrusting up to meet her every time she came down. The wet slap of our
Rebecca’s POVI stared at Enzo, my vision blurring. For a moment, I didn’t believe it. It felt as though the floor had opened up to swallow me whole."Congratulations," Father said, his voice thick with pride."No!" I shouted.I shot to my feet so fast the chair nearly crashed backward. Before
Rebecca's POVIt had been two days since the cliff accident, and I still wasn’t allowed to see Enzo. Every time I went to the healer's wing, the warriors sent me away. They told me the same thing over and over: he had made it clear he didn't want to see me.I sat on my bed, feeling restless and s
Rebecca’s POVShock flashed across his face. Then guilt. Then something colder.“Rebecca,” he said sharply.I couldn’t breathe. Sasha turned to look at me confused, but Enzo never moved away from her. He didn’t push her off or cover himself. If anything, he glared at me, like he wanted this mome
Rebecca’s POVI couldn’t remember a time when I wasn’t obsessed with Enzo. He had always been there.When I was little, he carried me on his shoulders during pack festivals because my tiny legs would hurt from walking too much. When I had nightmares, I used to sneak into his room and sleep beside







