10. Jealousy Two days later, Valen's pov... "I love you too dadda, bye." "Don't forget to be there on time baby, I'd be waiting for you!" I waved at dadda striding inside of the gates while there, he peeped out of the window of his car, waving back at me as he repeated his words he has told me many times throughout our way till here. We are going to the beta's house for lunch. Mr. Brown has invited us for a dinner on account of his younger daughter, Milan's second birthday. It feels good to be back to school. I like to be here, so many people, Classmates were smiling and waving at me. The chit chat, that group of studious students standing always in the corner discussing along about the concepts and doctrines. Hot guys sitting on the bonnets of their cars with equally hot girls surrounding them, it's fun! Yeah! it is not a normal school for the students here are not humans but wolves- who come from good rich families with strong backgrounds. They have made their own groups wher

12.... Ryley's point of view... After a hectic gym session, I decided to head to school. I cannot wait to see her (Valen) face when she would come to know the classes are combined, and I am her partner! Her expressions would be worth watching. I can at least give her some added shocks, she is my damn mate after all! When she can give me the best of shocks in life then isn't it my duty to revert it back to her! Don't you think. It is. It hardly took me fifteen minutes to take a shower. In a minute, I was in my clothes, pairing up loose track pants with a white t-shirt that had a thick stripe of black on the either side of sleeves in the front. I looked great. Well to be clear, this tee was gifted to me by Hazel and I never wore it. She has a good taste of fashion but I never liked it. She is a bit too sassy and most of the time she gets me clothes which compliments her own clothing. Even she has a one piece dress with the same theme, a vertical black stripe by the left side, o

14. Loving her bold side Valen was supposed to directly get to the beta's house for his little girl's birthday party that was held only for the pack. The others were desired to be called by Zander but his father did not consider it. He very well knew what the others he was referring to. Obviously, a bunch of his stupid friends and their mannerless parents who got more clumsiness than their children. He simply did not want any third person other than the members of his pack (that too the close ones) to be a part of their happiness. His little daughter who he was not actually considering would make this far has turned two. She was weak and born a premature infant who doctor Jason has already said while handing her to her parents that she might not be able to live even for a week. But just look at her, she has turned two today. Anyway Valen paired up a black skirt that ended above her mid thighs with a white full sleeves top with a round neck which highlighted her full breasts through

16… All the while Ryley's eyes remained glued on Valen's body. He was though involved in cracking jokes with his friends while Hazel clung on his arm, his focus stayed only on Valen and her movements. He smiled with Hazel, laughed with his friends, there was only one thing that he was interested in notwithstanding. Her. Her every move caused him to direct his eyes in that direction and read her features. Nobody has ever intrigued him like this. He himself was shocked when he learned how his body reacted to her words and everything that she does. But there was nothing he could do. It was as if he was being attracted by her like how a bee gets attracted towards the scent of a flower. His emotions flowed against his will. He wanted to avoid her, unfortunately, something kept forcing him to keep noticing her. "Valen, would you mind helping me in the kitchen with cold drinks?" Zander's mom asked for her help. "Sure, Mrs. Brown." She replied happily like she was craving to help h

18It felt awesome to walk in the empty corridors of the school. For the first time in so many days, Ryley felt so joyous enjoying the alone time with himself. No negative vibes around, no tension, nothing. Just him and only him everywhere you see from, walking proudly toward his locker. Still, his lips adored the same old smile throughout the time he left the classroom. No doubt she was crazy but the thing that excited him more was her confidence. Like other girls, she did not hesitate to talk to him after sharing such an intimate moment with him. In fact, she had the audacity to message him that symbolized more of her aggression within the text she sent him. He was purposely avoiding messaging her. Firstly, because of his friends those were sitting arou