Chapter 6

Headmaster Black had asked me to meet with him after the Sorting Ceremony ended to talk about my situation.

The rest of the Sorting Ceremony dragged on while I impatiently waited for it to end. I was a bad wolf. What would this mean for me—for my future? As soon as the ceremony was over, I headed over to where he was standing at the front of the room.

I caught Theo’s eyes. I couldn’t seem to make out what he was thinking or feeling about all of this, but I couldn’t help but think he looked a little worried.

Honestly? I was pretty sure all of the Darken were just as surprised as I was by this turn of events. There was something about the way they looked at me, with almost caution behind their eyes and smiles. Of course they were surprised. Who would have thought I would end up being a big bad wolf? I sure hadn’t. I’d always thought I was more like the Little Red Riding Hood of this scenario. I was too innocent to be a bad wolf.

I sat there sulking a little bit, to be honest, while I waited for the room to clear.

Once everyone else had left the room, Headmaster Black turned to me. “Raven. Thank you for meeting with me. Again. You’re probably getting sick of seeing my face.”

I let out a little laugh while my stomach did a little flip flop. I was scared to find out what would come of this meeting.

“As I mentioned to you previously, we’ve never had a student who was Sorted into two Houses. This changes things a little for you, academically.” 

“Changes things how?” I asked.

“I want you to have a mixture of classes from both the Descendants and the Crescents,” he explained. “It also complicates your living situation a little bit. I’m not quite sure where to place you. While I would love for

you to have a roommate, it’s a bit of a risk. I don’t want to expose you to a wolf from the Crescents and be influenced by them negatively. However, since you have technically been sorted into the Crescents, I also don’t want you to have a roommate from the Descendants, whom you could end up being the bad influence on.” He touched his chin for a moment as he thought about it.

Me? A bad influence? Ha. When had I ever done anything that bad? I was a good girl.

“I think the only option is to give you one of our private living quarters.” 

“Private living quarters?” I asked with raised eyebrows.

“They’re usually reserved for the most powerful wolves—which you very well may turn out to be,” he commented. “So, I suppose this arrangement does suit you.” He paused. “Our private living quarters are located in the penthouse in the Lupines’ building. Theo or one of the other Darken could show you how to find it.” He paused. “Your schedule will be delivered to your room first thing in the morning.”

Having my own room was probably going to end up being a little lonely, but it wasn’t the worst situation to be in.

“Okay, great. Thank you. I should probably go find Theo or one of the others,” I said as I walked away from him then.

Truthfully? I just wanted to go to sleep. This had been one hell of a day. It was all so much to take in.

Not only was I a werewolf whose parents had been murdered, but I was a bad werewolf, at that.

“So, this is the penthouse,” Theo said as he used a key to open the door and flicked on a light. As I peered inside the room, my breath caught inside my throat. It was absolutely stunning. There were windows overlooking the forest below.

It was dark out, but I could see the shimmery stars in the distance.

In the living room, there were two large, gray sofas and a matching recliner, which were arranged around a gorgeous light gray and aqua rug at the center of the room. There was a TV hanging on the wall above a white fireplace.

Beyond that, there was a kitchen with beautiful granite countertops, gray cabinets, and stainless-steel appliances.

There was a spiral staircase in one corner of the room. Theo followed my gaze. “Those stairs lead up to the bedrooms and bathroom.”

“Bedrooms? I thought this was supposed to be private living quarters,” I commented.

“Yes, well, they assume that you’ll be hosting tons of parties with a

place like this,” Theo explained.

“Pft. Well, they clearly don’t know me.”

As his eyes fell on me questioningly, I explained, “I don’t have parties.”

“So, are you saying you wouldn’t let me and the guys come over for a

party sometime?” Theo asked, his blue eyes remaining on mine.

“Does five people count as a party?” I asked.

“It counts as whatever you want it to count as. I can always just come alone, if you’d prefer,” he murmured, moving closer to me.

Before I even knew what was happening or who had initiated it, we were kissing. Our tongues were swirling around together, and I let a little moan escape my lips.

Theo lifted me into the air with ease, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as I deepened the kiss.

He placed me onto the countertop and began to kiss my neck at first before moving his mouth downwards.

Soon enough, he was pulling my bra off and licking his way down my breasts until he hit my nipples.

“Oh, god,” I whispered, arching my back at his tongue swirled around one. I had never felt anything like his touch before.

What was I thinking?

I shouldn’t have been doing this. We were practically strangers. But I was still attracted as fuck to him…

Theo pulled away from me then and met my gaze, his intense blue eyes piercing through mine.

“I wasn’t saying I want to stop,” I said softly.

“It’s okay. I don’t want to pressure you into something you may regret later.” Before I had the chance to respond, he brought his mouth down on mine again.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, trying to pull him back in closer to me, but he wouldn’t budge.

I wanted him. I wanted him bad. I was getting warm and wet in all of the right places.

When he broke away from the kiss, we were both breathless.

His eyes locked on mine. “When you’re ready, you’re all mine, Raven Gallagher.”