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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
ALERIC. She’s… I don’t kiss women on the lips. There’s something about it that disgusts me, but when I saw her standing there, clearly upset with whatever Royce had said to her, I was unable to stop myself. Perhaps I knew if I wanted to make this look as genuine as possible, I would need to. I’m not a hundred percent certain… Either way, I am not complaining. I wrap my arms around her waist. Her scent is alluring and as much as I’m enjoying her confidence, I like to be in control. I smile against her lips. This isn’t so hard… “Patience Sweetheart,” I murmur against her lips as I grip the side of her face tighter and tease the tip of her tongue. She tastes just like Pear Drops… I explore her mouth, feeling pleasure rush south, running my hands up her waist until I reach the sides of her breasts. So perfectly moulded into my hands. ‘I’m waiting, Aleric.’ Royce’s sharp voice comes into my mind. ‘You should carry on. We’re about to have a drink and maybe more.’ I reply jokingly, if on