CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE:Azrael's POV: “Again, your plan to summon every girl in this school and ask about her background is stupid, it will only raise suspicions.” Caspian huffed like a petulant child. “Then what other suggestions do you have? Nyla already gave us a clue and it will be faster if we just get all the girls—okay maybe we could start by year, departments, it will take days but there's no harm in trying, bro.” I sank further into the couch, taking a deep breath. “And what will be our excuse?” He eyed me like I was stupid. “Dude, you're the Alpha King—well, prince—you don't need an excuse to get your subjects to obey.”“That sounds a lot like tyranny, fucker.”“Eh, don't act like you're a saint. We both know you've done worse in the past.”I scoffed. “That's why it's in the past.”He muttered something under his breath and then his expression turned serious. “So what do you plan to do then? You literally have 8 months left.”My stomach sank at the reminder. “That's a lot o
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT:Izar’s POV: 6pmI'm supposed to be done with this project before tomorrow seeing as it's due tomorrow and needs to be submitted during my first class but Leanne's texting and I'm hoping Saphielle will join the chat.Leanne: okay, where the hell is Saphy? A valid question since she has been distant for days. Me: I think she's just busy. Leanne: that girl is being a sneaky little shit these days. Could you believe she got gifts the other day? My heart stopped. I froze, my thumb hovering over my keyboard.Gifts? Could they be from Azrael? Me: she got gifts?Leanne: yeah, expensive ones btw and she wouldn't even let me know who the guy is! Definitely Azrael's handiwork.So he was already making moves on her? No need to freak out, Izar. I thought. On the bright side, she hated him and thankfully, she refused to accept them. That's a win.Leanne: and the worst part? she said she would return them. I'm pretty sure she did return them today. That girl… istg.I
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN:Saphielle’s POV: ‘And soon, you'll learn just how much I hate sharing what's mine.’ My first instinct was fear.And I'd be stupid not to be scared. Rosita was a really, really mean bitch and what she's done to me in months wasn't even the worst things she'd done to other students. I knew how far she could go to put someone in their place—beneath her feet.But, there were rules now, rules that could protect me. It didn't matter if she'd said Azrael had changed those rules—it was signed in his father's name, and there was no one stupid enough to go against the Alpha King, not even someone like Rosita, whose family was influential.As I mentioned earlier, I was tired of the childish behavior.“You can't do anything to me anymore,” I said with as much confidence as possible. “You've tortured me for months even though I was innocent and Gavril was the cheating bastard—”Annika gasped dramatically at that. Rosita's eyes darkened.“—I took it all because I was powerle
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX:Saphielle’s POV: Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!My heart kept hammering even as I raced back to my room. Why did I let him get close? Again.I knew getting close to the one person who could somehow tell I didn't have a scent was stupid but I did anyway. And why? Because of some stupid gifts! Okay, they're not stupid but they're not worth exposing a secret I'd kept guarded for years. I unlock my door, noting Becca on her headset from my peripheral view. I tossed my bag and flopped back on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above me.Why couldn't he smell my fake scent?! Maybe he has a disorder. Yes, that was it. Even if it wasn't. He was the ONLY person who knew I was scentless, and he'll never be able to prove it. He'd look stupid.Yeah, exactly.Finally, I could breathe properly as that thought settled in my mind. All these while, I've been so worried but I forgot the part where only he could. I don't have to be scared.I smiled to myself, feeling like a gen
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE:Azrael’s POV: I felt her stir and my eyes opened. I'd dozed off for a few minutes but she'd been asleep for an hour plus now—I wish she'd slept for longer, honestly.She groaned, stirring, and then her lashes fluttered open. At first, she looked confused, probably wondering where she was and I saw the exact moment it clicked.“Shit!” She had several emotions in those big grey eyes as she jerked away to the other end of the bed.I bit back a laugh. “Hey, princess.” She didn't reply of course, instead, she buried her face in her hands, her long, curly ginger hair falling over her shoulder to shield her face.Too cute.I reached out, pushing the curly hair from her face. “There's no need to be embarrassed.” She scoffed, lifting her face to glare at me. “Who said I was embarrassed?” “You're beet red and making a point to avoid looking at me. So…?”If possible, she turned redder. “Fuck off.”I smiled at that, rose to my feet, and stretched my hand toward her. “C
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR:Saphielle’s POV:Barely. Kasper wanted to teach me how but we were interrupted. “Yes.” His grin widened as if he could tell it was a lie. “Move closer.”I crawled as fast as my bound hands could let me, only stopping when my knees brushed his warm, muscular thigh. He fisted my hair, surprising me. “Would love to take it slow, but your response to spanking, the way your scent got stronger every time I hit harder got me worked up.”He guided my head to his weeping cock, his musky scent filled my nostrils. My lips grazed the slippery head. “Open,” he ordered, feeding me the throbbing length. I close my mouth around the tip, tasting the salty blend of skin and cum.I heard him curse and then groan as I swiped my tongue around his cock head. He pushed my head down, inch by inch until he triggered my gag reflex.“Relax for me, kitten,” he rasped, voice strained. “Relax your jaw, breathe through your nose, and keep your mouth wide open.” I did as asked and he hu