NOVA Letting out a sigh, I move closer to him, and he grabs my wrist, pulling me down to kneel between his legs. Then he wraps his arms around me, nuzzling against my neck.His body is warm against mine, and his heart is racing too fast. Biting my lower lip, I place a hand on his back, rubbing it gently.'I can't. I can't do it. I shouldn't.' His thoughts float into my head, and I stiffen, realizing he's trying to not give in to the urge prickling at him.Biting my lower lip, I decide to distract him. So, I gently pull away from him, cupping his face. He blinks up at me with pain ingrained deep in his eyes."I lied," I whisper.He tilts his head slightly, confusion settling over his beautiful features."You did?"I nod, brushing my fingers over the strands of hair resting on his face."The director didn't just give me an official warning. She...she asked me to choose a side soon," I tell him, and he frowns."What?""She's on the same side—""With the headmaster, right?" He says
NOVA Leather jacket-wearing-Aaron apparently wants a fight. Right now. In the middle of the hallway. Where everyone can watch. Great.Rhydar's hand in mine tightens, nearly crushing my bones. His jaw is set so hard it could cut glass, and his eyes? Murder. Actual "I will haunt your dreams forever" murder.Which, okay, I get. I'd be pissed too if some dude just decided to challenge 'the Great Rhydar Kane,' AKA the guy who makes grown men reconsider their life choices, to a duel in the middle of the school grounds.Aaron's smirk just keeps growing, which is infuriatingly predictable."Come on, Kane," he calls out, twirling his megaphone like a baton. "You're not scared, are you? Don't tell me the great Rhydar Kane is actually human after all."I glance up at Rhydar. His entire body is vibrating. And so are his thoughts.'Do not lose control. Do not lose control. Do not...'Yeah. That's not going to happen. His inner voice is shaking with fear and fury at the same time, which is ho
RHYDAR I've been pacing outside the Director's office for what feels like hours. Back and forth, like a caged animal.I shouldn't care this much. I shouldn't feel my chest knotting with every tick of the clock, imagining what they're saying to her in there. What they might do to her.When the door finally clicks open, I nearly lunge forward. Nova steps out, her expression steady, her lips curved in that familiar maddening little smile."I'm fine," she says, brushing off the tension like it's nothing. "It was only an official warning. Because of...Diana."Annoyance sinks into me. Diana who thought she could lay a hand on Nova and ended up getting what she deserved. If anything, Nova should've gotten compensation, not a damn warning.But her smile...fuck me. I forget to breathe for a second. She looks at me, her eyes glinting. My muse.The words I'd prepared vanish. Instead, I wordlessly just stare at her.Then my body moves before my brain catches up. I curl my fingers around her
NOVA"Uriel!"The word tears out of me, my lungs straining as I sprint towards him. His feet are thrashing, his hands clawing uselessly at his throat. There's no rope, no hand, nothing holding him up."Shit, shit, shit—" My fingers wrap around his arm, trying to pull him down. The second my skin brushes against the sigil, fire shoots up my palm. The burn is so painful that I nearly yank my hand away, but I don't. I can't."Uriel, breathe! Come on, don't you dare—"The glow intensifies, crawling under his skin, and his veins light up like molten cracks. My vision blurs."Little mouse, step back."I look up at the sound of a strained, hoarse voice.I spin, and there he is. Rhydar. My stubborn mate. He's staggering down the corridor, his face pale. He shouldn't be walking around."Rhydar, don't...you're not—"He ignores me, of course. Instead, he staggers right to Uriel, one hand braced on the wall to steady himself. His palm hovers over the sigil, and a crackle of energy shoots down his
NOVA "I can literally see the wheels in your head spinning," Rhydar tells me from his position on the couch. A little bit of color has returned to his face, but he still doesn't look okay.Mina left thirty minutes ago, and I am literally spiraling into a web of frustration and desperation."You're afraid," Rhydar suddenly croaks, the sound of his deep voice startling me. He sounds awfully serious for once.I blink at him, trying not to show how rattled I am."You don't have to pretend, little mouse. Not with me," he tells me, his gaze locked on mine."Why do you assume that I'm afraid? You think I'm scared of you? If so, I'd have you know that I am not—""No," he utters softly, shifting slightly on the couch with a tiny wince."You're terrified of your feelings," he goes on to say, and I blink furiously, my stomach tightening.He's right.The realization slams into me at full force.I'm terrified of what I feel for him. Hell, I'd seen the visions. He stabbed my brother. He...ki
NOVA "He doesn't look okay. What's wrong with him?" Mina asks as she stares at Rhydar, who's curled on the couch with a blanket haphazardly thrown over his body. Courtesy of me. I'm trying really hard not to strangle him. Especially in front of Mina. He compels me and then gets sick? Manipulative bastard at his peak. Now, I'm supposed to do what? Take care of him?! Ugh! I want to scream. 'He took care of us until his body gave out, Nova,' Summer tells me, and I bare my teeth, pissed by the fact that my heartbeat instantly falters. "Don't just stand there, Nova. Do something. He isn't breathing right," Mina says, awkwardly brushing his hair away from his damp forehead. Judging from how fast her heart is beating and the way her ears have turned red, I am a hundred percent sure that she's enjoying seeing Rhydar like this. Someone has a crush. Goddess, I hate that I sound bitter thinking about it. ‘Admit it, you’re jealous,’ Summer tells me. Me? Jealous? Ridiculous. Clen