SKYLA.
Midnight Academy. Home to the annoying hormone-ridden spawns of the supernatural. One of the four schools founded by my own father, a place meant to make us fit in, to feel at home, to be ourselves. Only that depends on what is considered the norm for the supernatural. I’m one-of-a-kind, or two if you add my father. No one knows exactly what I am, but they fear me. I can see it in their eyes, smell it reeking off them.
I now glance around the halls wondering if Kataleya, my twin, has arrived. Dad had offered to collect me and drive me here, but after that argument last night, I ignored his messages just letting Kat know I’ll make my own way.
I walk down the hall to my locker, not missing the way those nearby edge away. They’re still scared after last year… but because they know I’m the king’s daughter, they won’t dare try to insult me when there’s no one around to protect them. Their eyes say it all. Pathetic cunts.
I poke my eyes out at the nearest little putrid spawn and despite being of Alpha blood; he flinches and I smirk.
This can be a little fun.
Smirking smugly, I pop a green apple-flavoured gum into my mouth, not bothering with any more of them as I glance at the gap in Kataleya’s locker. Letters are sticking out and it’s obviously full to the max.
My twin is the opposite of me, where people avoid me like I’m the plague or the devil himself, people love Kataleya, she’s the polar opposite of me, with long Rapunzel hair, and curves that rival the sexiest anime character. With her coy, demure behaviour, she is the girl every guy in this place craves. But they forget two things: one, she’s a good girl, and second, she has the devil for a sister.
You don’t mess with my sister… I remember last year, the trigger that had pushed me over the edge and I shake my head, blocking the thought away, not letting the unease get to me.
I take my phone out and open his chat. Not one… it’s been five days and not one message… well, I’m not messaging either. I place my extra books in my locker, skimming over my schedule.
“Mm, I can work with that.” I say to myself, it’s double training. Although I never struggled with studies and ace it all, I prefer physical training sessions, as in weapons, martial arts, or sports.
After what happened, I didn’t think I’d be able to continue… to the point that there were talks of me dropping out of the school, but that’s until Dad pulled some strings to make sure I’m staying. I know the rumours, even though he denies having a hand in it… They say the new trainer is a powerful Alpha.
Yeah, I’m strong and I’m certain there’s only a handful of alphas who can handle me.
I snap my locker shut as a familiar scent fills my nose.
Summer…
I turn, my eyes widening when I find myself staring at Prince Charming from the cottage. Dressed in white pants and a pale blue shirt that is tucked into his pants, he looks effortlessly good, and I instantly remember his look-alike from the club.
Fuck.
“Skyla Rossi, we meet again.” He says with a small smirk.
It takes me a moment to remember his name.
“Aleric.” What is he doing here? He’s definitely not a teen.
“Ah, yes, sorry I did not realise we would meet again here. I should have clicked when you told me your name was Skyla. Forgive me. Allow me to officially introduce myself, Aleric Arden. I’m the new science professor.”
“Nice,” I say, not knowing what else to say when all I can think of is that I’m certain I made out with someone who looks so similar to him that they must be related.
“How about we have lunch together? I wouldn’t mind getting a little tour around here by one of the students herself after?”
“Sure.” I find myself saying.
“Then I’ll see you at twelve.” He gives me one of those sexy smirks, that I have to admit doesn’t go unnoticed.
He walks off, radiating power and I wonder why such a powerful Alpha is taking up the job of teaching here, I mean – My heart thunders as I realise a small, vital detail.
Aleric Arden.
Arden.
The name of the Alpha family of the Shadow Wolves Pack, the Alpha, is a man that Dad doesn’t like. My stomach twists as I continue to stare at his receding back. Alpha Kenneth Arden has twin sons…
Twins.
That means I made out with the other Arden twin.
Oh, I’ve fucked up… bad.
Someone brushes past me, jolting me to reality.
“He’s so hot…”
“Ah, I’m so jealous, he talked to her…”
“Well, she is the King’s daughter…”
I ignore them, trying to focus when I’m busy stressing over what I’ve done.
“Sky!” I turn just in time to see Kataleya hurrying down the hall, she’s wearing a chiffon dress with a little jacket on top, her long hair in a high ponytail and the moment she’s in front of me she hugs me tightly, at 5 feet 10 I’m a good 4 inches taller than her. I hug her tightly, her soft scent reminding me of home.
“Missed me?” I ask when she finally lets go of me.
“Of course I did.” She replies softly, looking concerned.
“It’s only been a week.” I reply with a smirk.
“And how is Malevolent?” she smiles.
“She’s well. She was sleepy, so I didn’t sneak her in.” I whisper.
She giggles before looking at me with concern. “Are you alright? You look… distracted?”
“I’m fine, Kat, just thinking of how to wreak havoc on the school this year.” I joke as she opens her locker, and a pile of letters spill out, making her blush as she looks around and quickly bends down and begins collecting them. I watch her fumble around, as she quickly tries to hide the number of letters, I simply smirk, amused.
Her bashfulness is pretty cute.
“Sky…” She shakes her head, standing up and tilts her head, observing me as I grab my gym stuff from my locker just as the bell rings.
“I’ll catch you later?”
She nods. “I won’t be around for lunch as I’m tutoring, but after school?” She calls quickly, opening her locker.
“Perfect! I’ll treat you to an all-you-can-eat barbeque down at Kayoko’s!”
“Ok!” She calls after me as I jog down the hall.
Yeah, I know it’s against the rules, but hey, since when has that ever bothered me?
I enter the changing rooms and, dumping my bag; I begin stripping out of the leather pants and fitted black corset top I was wearing. Other girls begin to trickle in, chatting or complaining, but I ignore them all, pulling on my matching sports bra and leggings, before donning a black tank top on top. I sit down on the bench and begin tying my laces on my trainers.
I place my clothes, bag, and phone into the locker before heading out into the hall, running my fingers through my hair.
The boys are to one side, and so is he… Zayn, the one I almost killed last year… His blue eyes meet mine, and silence falls around us. His dark brown hair tumbles in front of his eyes as he looks away first.
Some things just don’t stay in the past…
I chew my gum, walking off to the back to warm up. It’s about five minutes later when the bell rings and by now everyone for the session is here.
“I heard Coleson quit.” One boy says.
“Well, we have a new replacement this year and I heard he’s quite the looker. My sister saw him this morning.” One girl adds making a few of the others burst into giggles.
“Oh, I bet he is, I hope he’s fun.”
“We all know Daphne will be the first one trying to spread her legs.” one of the girls laughs.
“Oh, shut up.” Daphne replies, but it’s obvious she’s enjoying this.
The door opens and silence falls through the hall, and I stand up. With my height, I can see past the heads of all the girls and my eyes fall on the man who has just entered.
He’s in a white T-shirt that clings to his broad chest and muscular biceps, with grey sweats that cling to him oh so fucking perfectly. He’s running his hand through his blond locks and a familiar scent hits my nose.
My heart thumps violently as he stops in front of the crowd, and I find myself staring at the man from the club.
Oh, hell no…
Don’t tell me our new gym teacher is the guy who made me come the other night…
“Good morning everyone, as you may already know, I’m replacing Mr Coleson. My name is Royce Arden. Call me Royce. I’m from the Shadow Wolves Pack and I will be your new instructor going forward.” He says, in that same sexy voice that has haunted me in my dreams for the last five nights…
“Nice to meet you, sir.” Daphne is the first to speak.
Royce’s eyes snap up to look at her but they skim past her, instead, his eyes find me. He’s recognised me… I know it from the change in his heartbeat that he tries to hide. But I’m a Lycan. Nothing really gets past me…
I’m unable to look away from those gorgeous stormy eyes. My heart is racing as I stare at the man who walked out on me the other night without a word.
My teacher.
Oh fuck, my teacher had his fingers up my pussy.
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My heart races in my chest. It’s only for a few seconds before his eyes look away and he continues to skim the classroom, but the fleeting recognition didn’t pass me, making his jaw clench. He turns his attention to the class like he didn’t have his fingers inside me the other night, or recognize me for that matter. “Everyone warm up, and then I’ll be pairing you off.” He says coldly, turning away and walking to the side. I’ve already warmed up, but I still do some stretches trying to collect my racing thoughts. Royce Arden… fuck why didn’t I recognise him? I mean, I haven’t seen him, but I’ve seen his father. Blond hair, and light eyes, he has his dad’s damn jaw too. Fuck! Way to start the school year Sky. In the last few minutes of us doing our stretches, I feel his aura, only it isn’t the dominant calm one from the other night. His aura is menacing and I glance over my shoulder to look at him, his arms are folded over his broad chest. A chest I’ve run my hands down, one I fel
ROYCE.“What the actual fuck!”I internally flinch as the nasally voice of one of the girls screeches in my ear. You would think being werewolves she’d know that we have heightened hearing. The green-eyed Goddess is standing- I mean Skyla’s standing there clearly shocked. I heard rumours of something happening last year from dad, but no one really knew the full story… but there’s something that happened. One of the boys backs away before turning and jogging out of the room.Skyla’s eyes flash that same intense plum colour, and I can feel her aura rising.“I want everyone to run laps around the hall and you are not to stop until I return!” I command, taking hold of Skyla’s arm. I stare down at the tattoos for a second, an image that is currently the wallpaper screen on my unlocked screen...Seeing her had shaken me, not because I had fucking crossed a line that never should be crossed with one of my students, but because I recognised those tattoos… if only she hadn’t been wearing a long
ROYCE. Her fingertips slide under her bra and I know I need to leave. “What’s wrong? Struggling between your two heads?” She taunts in that seductive voice of hers, as soft, seductive and utterly sexy as the first time she spoke. “No.” I manage to reply, but I don’t think I sound convincing to even myself. I’m not expecting what she does next. She turns towards me, and at the same time, she pulls her bra off over her head and I find myself staring at her tits. Round, firm and perky, both nipples adorned with a little jewelled ring. I throb hard, knowing I’m now supporting a full-on hard-on. As humiliating as that is… there’s something about those dusky pink areolas and her flawless tanned skin that are keeping me mesmerised. She’s walking towards me in nothing but those red thongs and my mind is telling me I need to get out of here. With each swing of those curved hips, that tiny waist that glitters with another piercing, is messing me with. Yet, I’m unable to look away from tho
ALERIC. “I just wanted to say welcome.” The pretty little blond says as she holds out the hamper filled with chocolates, wine and a mug with my initials. How thoughtful… but I’m a little busier admiring her breasts. “Beautiful,” I say with a smile as I reach over and take the hamper from her. She smells good, expensive perfume and, of course, her own scent is pleasant enough. She blushes and bites her lips as I place it down on my desk. Despite there being a shared teachers’ lounge, I am an Arden and so of course that comes with perks. After all, our father is one of the ones who made this all possible. “Thank you… oh wait you meant the hamper, yes thank you I made it!” She gushes and I smirk, leaning against my desk. “I actually did mean you.” I say softly. So fickle. She tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear as she looks up at me with eyes that hold lust. “Thanks.” She says, no longer as coy as she was. “If you do need anything or want anything… I’m always here.” I stan
SKYLA. “Ah, it’s hot! Careful!” Kataleya scolds as she swats my hand away gently from the sizzling grill that sits in front of me. “Does it matter? I will heal.” I remind her, sucking my finger clean. We are down at Kayoko’s Grill, grilling our own meat. It’s sizzling hot and damn delicious. We used to come here with Song and Azura, have some sake and enjoy chatting about boys, life, and stuff in general, but both of them have graduated. In fact, Azura has a cute little three-month-old baby now! “Missing them?” Kataleya asks knowingly. I nod. “Yeah, you know the four of us were pretty wild.” I wink at her. Her smile falters and she nods. “You and Zu were, but yes… it’s not the same. It’s still nice, me and you…” “Yes, it is… What is it, Kat?” I ask. There’s more… she’s not telling me, but something is on her mind. She tilts her head, her long sandy brown hair falling over her shoulder then her dark eyes stare at the sizzling cubes of meat on the grill. “I… I won’t be here for gr
SKYLA. I don’t move, the first rule of survival… stay calm… I keep my breathing steady, my eyes blazing plum purple, the exact colour of whatever or whoever that is… we’re pretty far but those eyes look almost… reptilian… I’m not completely sure as I’m not close enough… and then again, there shouldn’t be snakes out here… this is England, not Australia. I briefly wonder if I actually ended up falling asleep and dreamt that I’m in the land down under. I finally get why they call it that. That place must be hell with the number of things trying to kill you over there. Focus Sky. The smell of the earth and the crisp air are enough to tell me that I’m definitely wide awake. Neither of us moves for several seconds and I slowly rise to my feet, eyeing the reptilian or whatever it is. Wait, maybe it’s a snake shifter! Do they exist? Hell, anything can exist, I mean, I’m a Lycan. Despite how calm I am, that sense of foreboding is only growing, and my gut is telling me that I should assess
SKYLA. I see its shadow loom in the tiny window, which is far too small for it to fit through. Heck, I just about managed to fit! Thank god I’m not blessed with Mama’s curves or my ass wouldn’t have fitted through that damn window and that snake would have had my ass for dinner. Can you just imagine me walking around with my ass bitten off? I'll probably be dead soon after. Silently I climb into the bathtub, shuddering at the thought. I can feel that chilling aura grow, and I can hear its breathing outside. Silently I place my hand over Malevolent’s mouth, steadying my breathing as I lie down in the bath, not wanting to be seen… Go away… I hear a distant, powerful growl that makes my heart soar. Is someone out there? I hear a hiss before something huge slams into the side of the cottage, not once, but twice. Fuck! I flinch, praying the walls hold, and I’m about to run from the bathroom, but suddenly there’s silence. Exhaling deeply, I wait for a few moments about to get up when
SKYLA. Now that I wasn’t expecting and I can’t help but smirk at his struggle, he growls in frustration, letting go of me and turning his back on me. I chuckle, sliding my gown up over my shoulder. “You really are so boring.” I tut, pushing past him, not bothering to tie my gown as I shamelessly turn and stop in front of him. “You’re not my teacher right now.” “No thanks. How did you get hurt?” He asks icily. “I don’t really like to share my secrets.” I reply icily, “Now, do you want to join me or do you plan to leave?” He’s refusing to look at me and my stomach twists when his gaze falls on the bathroom door. The broken glass… I see his gaze go to the ground, his frown deepening. There are bits of dirt but I hope the dark wood flooring disguises it somewhat… He seems to be thinking something over before he looks at me sharply, clenching his jaw as he reaches down and yanks my gown together. “Have a little respect for yourself.” He says coldly, his words making irritation flash t