{ Kingsley } [ 11 years old ] "What's wrong, honey?" my mother asks as I crawl into their bed in the middle of the night because I don't know what else to do. I feel horrible, I think I'm dying, "God, you're boiling." My mom gasps in fear and moves to turn on her lamp to look at me. I can only moan and squish my body against my mother’s trying to feel better. And it works a little, her scent and the pounding of her chest against my face starts to make me feel better. 'She's a good Alpha Mother,' says my wolf inside of me, speaking for the first time. For a couple of years now I can sense things he feels and I can faintly hear some of his thoughts but nothing concrete until this moment, so I gasp and look at my worried mothers with wide eyes. "He spoke directly to me," I tell them and I don't have to specify because my mother immediately knows who I’m talking about. "He’s okay, Annie," she tells my mom with a smile to calm her down, "I think he's connecting with his wolf for

{ Kingsley } { 12 years old } My mother holds me on her shoulders as I cry, but I can't stop. My chest keeps rising and falling with the force of my sobs. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my whole entire life," my mommy says, kissing my stupid white hair. I know she's lying, "That kid's a fucking punk. Don't listen to him, he's just a bully. I told you. I'm going to complain to the principal again, I'm going to make sure there will be repercussions against him this time. He can't keep saving himself from everything because of his last name." His last name is Taffy and they run the clan. That's why Laurent is so mean. He never gets in trouble. His dad is the head of security, his uncle is the Alpha representative of the clan, his grandfather is the mayor and his mom works in government. There is no way to win against them. They are evil. It doesn't even bother me that he threw me on the floor in front of everyone because that just gives me more proof in case some

{ Kingsley } [ 16 years old ]Today I decided to walk to school instead of waiting for my mom or Lisa. I like to walk under the sun and take some time to be alone and listen to music. Today is the first day of school after summer break and I have been these six months in Thailand, breathing fresh air, enjoying the heat and most importantly, loving my time away from Laurent. Unfortunately, that comes to an end when I turn to the side to look at the car that’s driving slowly beside me and I realize that is Laurent's car. The car that he’s been driving everywhere these past two days since I got back as if he’s waiting for me to notice it. Lame.He's seventeen now and he just got a new car. So cool. He’s always the coolest, the biggest, the strongest. He doesn't offer me a ride, obviously not, he just drives at my pace.I think he just wants to annoy me for a while, but actually he does that all the fucking way until we get to school. He's so unbearable. As soon as I get to school I

{ Laurent } I gasp and look down thinking maybe I died of a stroke in the middle of the field and now I'm hallucinating. Or I'm in heaven. But whatever it is, nothing in life prepared me for how good it feels when someone else touches me for the first time. And not just someone else, but specifically King. My King. "I can't," I try to say, but his hand is still firmly on my erection and he starts to move it up and down. Fortunately I can hear how everyone has already left the locker room and now we're alone, "I can’t let him out. Before the game they made me take inhibitors." "What? Why?!" he whines and squeezes me tighter, like he's punishing me for this. I can't help the moan that comes out of me at that moment or how my eyes roll back in pleasure. God, I have to lean against the wall behind King and force myself to look at him so I never forget this, "I asked you a question, Laurent." "I don't know, it's to make the game fair for the other clan or whatever," I answer, not ta

At lunch time I quickly get up from my seat to get out of here in search of Lisa and David. The way everyone is talking about me like I’m not literally in front of them is pissing me off."Kingsley," Laurent says behind me in the hallway, stopping me with a hand on my shoulder. "What?" I spit out, shaking off his hand with a grimace and looking around, hoping no one is witnessing this, but everyone is starting to leave their classrooms as well and we are the juiciest thing in terms of gossip today, so, obviously, everyone is looking at us, "God, Laurent, go somewhere else. Don't bother me.""I want to talk to you. Go to our place," he says in a very low voice and doesn't even give me time to answer, he just starts walking faster and leaves first. I hate knowing what our place is and I hate that I'm curious enough to go see what he wants to tell me. In a normal day I wouldn't follow him, but after what happened this morning at my house I'm curious to know what he's going to say. May