MY STOMACH LURCHED when I opened my eyes, and my vision was still spinning. I drank way too much last night, and I couldn’t remember anything from the moment that disgusting Perv had started grinding on me. Had I blacked out afterward? I felt towards the edge of my bed, looking for my nightstand with my phone; instead, my hand met flesh, very muscular flesh, meaning I hadn’t crashed with Jack or Grace. I cringed inwardly. Had I gone home with the Perv? Surely Grace and Jack would have stopped me unless I was so far gone; they thought I was enjoying his attention. I removed my hand from the muscular flesh when I felt his hand grip mine. “Ah kitten, you’re awake,” Purred the Handsome Stranger, Miles. I felt my core heat at the sound of his groggy morning voice. If Miles had taken me home, no wonder Grace or Jack didn’t try to stop me; they would have considered that sacrilege. I used my free hand to feel myself, trying to determine if I had any clothes on, I felt fabric

Oh, you're awake, goodie." Came the deep baritone voice of the older man from earlier… what had Miles called him. I sat up from the soft couch I was lying on and began to rub my temples. I had a massive headache and was in serious need of a glass of water and possibly something more potent. "Here, dear," The odd-looking man said, reaching towards me, holding a glass of water and aspirin. How did he know I had a headache? Maybe it's normal for someone who just found out that the Gods were real. "I can read minds." The man said, smiling at me. "My name is Godric Simmons; I am the Headmaster of Divine Academy, and the gift bestowed upon me is the ability to read minds. I felt myself blush as I recalled the images that had come to mind when I saw Miles and the other three men sitting at the table. "Don't be embarrassed," Headmaster Simmins responded to my inner thoughts, "Every female and some males even have the same reaction; it's impossible not to find the fu

Miles held my hand as we followed Samael into the sitting room. Beckett and Aphellion were already there waiting in the love seat. Samael walked to one of the empty armchairs and sat down, patiently waiting for Miles and me to sit down."You can have the armchair; I'll grab a chair from the kitchen table," I told Miles. "Don't be silly, Darling," Beckett said, smiling from the couch. "You can sit with one of us. Miles growled, like actually growled, and it was hard not to laugh; I covered my mouth with my hand, faking a cough, trying to stifle my laughter. Miles stomped over to the armchair, with me in tow. He sat down and pulled me into his lap, pulling my body flush against his as he wrapped his arm around my waist. Samael rolled his eyes at Miles."So Katrina, what questions do you have?" Samael asked.I had so many questions, but there was one that I found to be the most important out of them all, "What does fated mean?" I blurt out.Beckett, takin

SAMAEL: Students started trickling into the class eager to scoop up the first row of seats. I had arrived early, having decided to skip breakfast and I took my regular seat in the back, my feet were already kicked up and my arms behind my head. I had planned to catch some zzz’s this class, since I had slept like shit last night, but I felt the pull of my mate before I noticed her presence. Aphelion and Beckett had walked her to class. They were grinning ear to ear, and Beckett said something that made her blush, before Aphelion scooped her into a kiss worthy of the greatest romance novel causing her to blush even fiercer. I could hear Beckett shouting they’d see her at lunch before leaving and making their way to sparring class. Katrina’s eyes swept the room, her gaze locking on mine. She glared at me, before taking a seat at the very front of the class, determined not to acknowledge my presence. I guess I deserved that. But the damn woman was so infuriating. She didn’t even let me f

Walking out of the locker room, I spotted Miles casually leaning against the wall waiting for me. “What’s the matter, kitten?” He asked, furrowing his eyebrows. “Nothing at all, handsome, just some things on my mind.” “Care to talk about them?” Miles asked, taking me into his arms, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead. “Yes, but can we talk later? I want to discuss it with all of you.”I felt Miles’s arms tighten at the mention of my other mates. He was the most possessive out of the four of them, and I knew he was trying his hardest not to be jealous.“Of course, Kitten, whatever you want,” Miles said, stepping back and taking my hands in his. “We should hurry up and get you to your next class; you’ll want to make a good impression on Professor Luca. He’s a tough teacher, and with you already being behind on your magical abilities, he’ll be even tougher on you.”“Magical Studies is about our magical abilities?” I ask as we walk down the corridor.