VioletI stood awkwardly by the door, glancing around Kylan’s room. Even if I wanted to run away, it was too late now.The big clock above his desk already showed it was fifteen minutes past curfew, so that’s how long I’d been standing there.Fifteen minutes.Kylan went on with his life as if me being in his room past curfew was the most casual thing in the world. It was not surprising, I mean—I’d heard of his reputation and knew for a certain that many girls had been here past curfew.He had taken off his shirt, cleaned his empty water bottles—took a shower.All in those fifteen minutes.“Are your legs broken?” he said as he tossed a towel over a chair. “Do I need to come and carry you—““No!” I spoke a little too fast, looking anywhere but his bare chest. Unfortunately, it was just as wet and shiny as that time I had come to his room to reject him.“I can walk!” I took big steps toward his bed and sat down on the edge. Unsure of what to do with my hands, I placed them in my lap befo
Violet“Mom said it was a favor from an old friend,” I replied, sighing as I thought of her. The one who had always supported me, no matter what.Both her, and Dad.I had always been extra careful with my glasses because I did not have a choice. I had replaced the frames many times, but never the glasses. Lyperian stone was rare and not replaceable now that it no longer existed.The glasses were as important as my life. Without them, I had no control over anything.“How does the stone help you with your problem?” Kylan asked, scooting his body a bit closer.A warm smile crept onto my lips at his genuine interest. He had become even more curious now that he knew the materials came from Lyperia.“It helps block out certain energies. Without it, I get overwhelmed by voices or—” I trailed off again, not wanting to get too deep into it. I had already said too much. The last thing I wanted was to go from Puppy to Freak.Luckily, Kylan didn’t push further. When he noticed I was done speaking
VioletWhere am I?I sat up, rubbing my eyes as I took in the unfamiliar surroundings. Swallowing my throat, I remembered I was in Kylan’s room. The memories from yesterday flooded back, and I snapped my head to the empty space beside me.The same empty space where he had touched me. My cheeks burned, remembering everything from last night. How I laid between his legs, trembling, crying out in pleasure as he touched me like bo one had even done before.Not even I could touch myself like that.Just the memory made my head spin again, and I couldn’t believe it had actually happened. I wasn’t used to this kind of thing—wasn’t used to feeling this way. And the fact that it was Kylan, of all people, made it even more complicated.I was relieved that he wasn’t there. Kylan definitely seemed like the type to wake up early, so it wasn’t a surprise he had left early.Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I read the time. It was only 6 AM.If I left now, there was a good chance I could slip ou
VioletTrinity leaned in, eyes wide with excitement. "So you were doing all that last night with Kylan—you go girl!"We were sitting at a campus café, and I had just finished telling her everything that happened. From how easily we talked, to the way he touched me, and how he made me cry out in pleasure with barely any effort.Although the situation was embarrassing, I had spilled it all out with ease—and now Trinity was sipping her drink, wiggling her brows at me."What?" I asked, already regretting how much I’d shared.“Nothing,” her eyes glinted. “I just didn’t know you were like that.”"Like what?""Open," she said, lifting her shoulders."Open?"Trinity nodded, looking way too amused. "Yeah, you’re usually all shy and awkward, but the way you described it?“I looked away in frustration, feeling my face flush again. "Well, it’s not like I—""So when are you jumping on top of that?" Trinity cut me off, not caring for any explanation. Her face was dead serious."Trin!" I gasped, al
Violet“Fuck!” My heart jumped, and I immediately searched for something to cover my face with. The menu card in front of me seemed like my only option. My fingertips were already near the edge when I heard a voice call out.“Violet!”It was Nate.Shit.I slowly looked up, the sides of my lips hurting as I forced a smile, and waved back. My eyes flicked to Kylan, who was scanning the room with a frustrated look on his face.Maybe he wasn’t a morning person after all.“Vivi!” Nate cheered again, but only one thought raced through my mind.Don’t come over, don’t come over.Don’t come—I swallowed my throat as Nate began walking in my direction, with Kylan dragging his feet behind him.All flashbacks from yesterday appeared, and I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks. I blinked at Nate who had now stopped in front of me, his smile was warm, as always.“Hey beautiful,” he spoke. “You’re up early.”I chuckled a bit at the nickname as I tried focusing on him instead of Kylan.What was Kyla
Violet“What about him?” Trinity nudged me, pointing to some guys as we walked through the halls, to our next class. “He looks nice.”I shook my head, biting back a laugh. “Nope.”It had been four days.Four days since I had last seen Kylan, and four days since I told her I wanted my first time to be with Nate, and she had flat-out called me crazy. Even after I explained what had happened with Kylan, she was convinced that provoking him, especially by going after his best friend, was asking for trouble. She’d said it wasn’t just him I’d be messing with—it was the beast inside him and Lumia, my own wolf, too.Since then, she’d been pointing out guy after guy, hoping I’d change my mind. But my mind was already set.Kylan had hurt me, and now I wanted to hurt him.If he thought he could control me, like I was just some toy to mess with, pushing my buttons because of the mate bond—he was dead wrong. That clingy virgin speech he gave, like he held some power over me? I was going to take th
VioletNate’s smile faded, and I could almost kill myself. I had come here to ask him another question, and now I had made him uncomfortable. We had promised not to talk about it, and now I had gone and broken that promise. Why did I even bring it up? He tapped the table with his finger, looking down.My hand moved on its own as it went across the table to cover his. He looked up again, staring at me with those brown eyes. Usually they were confident, now they were insecure.“I’m sorry—it’s none of my business,” I whispered, apologizing. “It’s just that I really care about you, and I don’t want you to overdose or die—“What was I even saying?I facepalmed, knowing how insensitive all of this must’ve sounded.“No, not die—fuck!” I slammed my hand over my mouth.Nate gave an amused chuckle, and I quickly pulled back my hand. “Thanks for the nice speech, but I’m doing fine.”Luckily, he could laugh about it—and I forced myself to laugh back to make it less awkward.“So,” I began, lookin
KylanI released a groan, punching my fist against the punching bag—over and over. The bag swung back, even creaking on its chain—that’s how frustrated I felt. The worst thing about it was that nothing and no one could take it away.Not Chrystal, not any of the other girls—no one.It had been exactly seven days since Puppy had fallen apart under my hands, trembling, moaning. I shouldn’t have touched her. I shouldn’t have done it—but I did.I shouldn’t have invited her to my room, and I should’ve stopped it before it could get that far—but seeing her between my legs, so peaceful, and vulnerable as she leaned her head against my chest, I couldn’t stop myself.Now, all I could think about was her.Her silky, blonde hair which was usually up in a ponytail, those curious ocean blue eyes—her breathless gasps, her soft skin, the way she had moaned my name like I was all she could think about.It wasn’t the beast driving my actions—no, it was me and my own thoughts.“Fuck!” I grunted, slammin
Violet“Yes,” I clarified.“Who escaped?” Dylan asked.“I wish I could tell you, but I don’t know,” I replied.Aelius wouldn’t tell me, and I’m sure he has his reasons for that.“Wow, Violet,” Trinity spoke, in awe. “So you’re a child of blood, a highborn witch… and a princess?”“I wanted to tell you both because you’re important to me,” I said quietly. “I’ve been holding all of this in for so long, and I kept thinking… what if it pushes you away?”“Pushes me away?” Trinity spat, offended.I let out a nervous laugh. “Honestly, I thought your reactions would be worse.”My eyes flickered toward Dylan. “Especially yours… now that I’m not a Hastings anymore.”“Not a Hastings anymore?” Dylan chuckled softly. He leaned forward. “Violet, you will always be a Hastings,” he said. “And you are a Bloodrose. You and I are still family.”My voice cracked a bit. “Yes?”His words were strong, and I could tell he meant every word with his whole heart. He looked almost repulsed, even, that I could eve
VioletIt went silent.I was met with complete silence after I said the words. I looked at their faces, trying to figure out what they were thinking, but neither one of them reacted. They just stared at me with blank expressions.“I’m half witch,” I repeated, only to be met with the same silence.I knew it.This was a bad idea. They were shocked, disgusted, and couldn’t even find the words.Kylan and I glanced at each other, both confused, and then I continued speaking. “My real mom and dad…” I explained. “They weren’t Claire and Greg. Claire and Greg raised me, but they’re not my birth parents. My mom was a witch—a child of blood. That means I am too. And my dad was a prince, the Alpha prince.”Still, no one said a word.I was just about to fumble my hands, but Kylan grabbed my wrist before I could do so. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the two. “Say something,” he quietly demanded.Trinity and Dylan slowly turned their heads to look at each other, then they looked back at me. Dyla
VioletAfter a short day of classes, I found myself back in Kylan’s room. I leaned against his door, watching him with a weak smile as he played with Jumper, the squirrel he had sworn he didn’t want anything from but now pretty much treated like his daughter.My stance might’ve been calm, but my mind wasn’t. It had been around fifteen minutes, and I had barely spoken because I wasn’t sure how to start the conversation. I wasn’t sure how to tell him that I would not only go back to my dorm but would also tell the others about my true identity.Kylan patted Jumper over her back. “What is it?” he finally asked after a long moment of silence. “You’re still here, not handcuffed, so it can’t be your eyes.”I knew he wasn’t a mind reader, but I guess anyone could tell something was clearly going on. Hesitant, I looked down for a second.“I’m going back to my dorms today,” I said. “I don’t want Trinity to feel like I’m ignoring her or something.”Kylan paused for a second, his hand resting on
VioletI slowly pricked my fork into a piece of fruit, watching the two lovebirds in front of me.Dylan and I had met up with Trinity for lunch, and they were all over each other. Kissing, hugging—basically everything except for acknowledging my presence.A sigh left my lips as Dylan pressed his face into her neck. Trinity, giggled as she pushed him away. “Stop it!” she hissed. “Violet is getting sick of us.”“No, I’m not,” I smiled. “It’s okay.”It was so out of character for Dylan, and above all—a bit hard to get used to. He wasn’t the same grumpy, know-it-all I used to know—and while it was supposed to be something positive, I just couldn’t help but compare.I knew I shouldn’t, but deep down I couldn’t help but picture a scenario of Kylan being a little more like that.Open. Gentle. Warm…“You’re just so beautiful, I can’t help myself,” Dylan whispered, cupping her cheek. They deserved each other. In a way, the two reminded me of Claire and Greg. To be honest, that scared me becaus
VioletI stared down at the mat, sweat nearly dripping from my forehead as I did another push-up. One wouldn’t have guessed it, but Commander Jorn ran across the training hall, clapping his hands and yelling like always.Strangely enough, I could almost keep up with everyone today. Almost!If I wasn’t so sore and tired from yesterday, I probably could’ve given it my all. It was too bad my arms felt like jelly—and to make matters worse, my brain couldn’t focus with all his yelling.I know Adelaide would’ve pushed through, but I also knew that I definitely didn’t see the old Elite team do any of these exercises when I was in the Veil. The training days in the past were definitely easier than this.I changed the position of my hands, stumbling a bit—and then a soft fist suddenly connected with my back. It was Commander’s…of course.It was just a little touch, but it was enough to make me drop flat to the mat.“Ow!” I muttered, grabbing my nose as I managed to sit up. It hurt like crazy,
Violet“You tell me,” I answered. “You are the Lyperian.”Nate sighed and looked at a still-tense Dylan with a teasing look. “She’s getting smart now.”He tried to involve him, but other than a low hum, Dylan didn’t have much of a reaction.“Actually, I don’t know,” I responded in all honesty. “We should be receiving a message soon. Could be anytime now, I think.”Those were my hopes. I just wanted to get it over with—and quick.“If all goes well, I might have to address you as Your Highness!”“No—”“Do you want a water, Your Highness?” Nate offered, mocking a bow.“Your Highness?” I repeated, laughing. “I’m not…”My words faltered because technically, he was right. I was a princess, but…of what? The common lands? A place no one had ruled for ages?It’s not like anyone knew, for that matter. I couldn’t exactly shout it from the rooftop.“You know what,” I changed my mind, “maybe I do need that water.”“Great,” Nate placed his hands on my shoulders. He gave them a squeeze, but all I co
VioletKylan and I walked through the halls in the early morning, hand in hand, on the way to Elite training. What was supposed to be a regular walk had gathered even more attention than the initial mate reveal.We were still the center of attention, and all eyes were still on us. It even went as far as some students pulling out their phones to take pictures, while some whispered as we passed.I couldn’t even remember it ever being like this for just Kylan before. Sure, people respected him, followed him, stared at him—but this? This was different.I knew what they were thinking.What had a girl from the Bloodrose done in her past life to get mated to the heir of Lyperia? Or maybe not. Maybe they were making fun of me because he was literally dragging me with him as he walked, and I struggled to keep up.I let out an embarrassed chuckle, trying to let go of Kylan’s hand so we would at least look a little less stupid, but he wouldn’t let me.A frustrated growl came from his lips, and h
VioletI nudged his shoulder. “I don’t need you to hold my hand, Kylan.”He shrugged. “Oh, really?”He opened the gates, and we walked the dark and quiet campus ground. Being back on these grounds after experiencing Adelaide’s time was a big difference. Maybe I was insane, but I liked the old Starlight much better.The Starlight before the renovations, when the academy looked like it might collapse any second. The new Starlight was too modern, too elite…“Starlight is slacking these days,” I muttered.“How so?”“Well,” I looked around. “Did you know that back in Mom’s time, people didn’t even dare step out past curfew? The gates were always open, but everyone just followed the rules without even thinking about it…except for our parents of course. They were definitely something else.”“Mom?” Kylan lifted his brow.I rolled my eyes. “She’s my Mom, is she not?”He mumbled something under his breath. Something I couldn’t quite understand or cared for. It still felt strange to know that I
VioletThe car ride back to Starlight was full of stories. I had told Kylan everything I could remember, mostly about Adelaide, Alaric and the royal family, Gloria, Esther—and of course, Baelor.I even told him about the bond between Adelaide and the Elite Team, how much they loved and protected her—but most importantly, how King Elyx ended up betraying her.There were too many details, I could hardly remember. I was certain I might have forgotten something along the way, but for now, it was enough.Once I finished talking, I glanced at him, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t respond, his eyes were fixed on the road, and his expression was unreadable.For some reason, I had expected him to match my energy. I thought we could laugh together about Adelaide or even the king’s nickname, but there was nothing.“So what do you think?” I asked, attempting to get a reaction out of him. Kylan squinted his eyes. “So,” he finally spoke up. “We’ve met before and our parents exchanged names?”Th