{ Laurent }My mouth wants to drop to the floor in shock as Kingsley is speaking, but I stop myself. In a panicked moment I lied to try to save my ass even though I knew it wouldn't be useful once Kingsley told his side of the story, but in an unexpected twist of fate, Kingsley is telling... the exact same lie I told. How can that be possible?'Its because he's ours. We're connected.' Says my wolf. And for the first time I actually think: maybe? Because it's amazing how accurate we both were with the facts. With the lies. David can't shut his mouth either, I feel like he's even more shocked than me.I love that Kingsley is taking my side instead of his because if it were the other way around I don't know how I would be reacting right now."Oh," Miss Bently says when King finishes, frowning. I'm sure she expected me to be the one lying, "David, I'm truly disappointed in you. You know that challenging someone is not something to take lightly. It's a very, very serious matter. I have t

I wake up under the covers of my bed, somewhat disoriented. "Come on, King," my mother says, coming into my room. She immediately starts picking up my dirty clothes, "It's time for school, baby. Why did you sleep with the windows open?! It's freaking snowing! Look at this mess." "Ugh, I don't know, Mom," I whine and get up, not realizing I'm naked until my mom gasps. I freeze in fear that she magically knows what happened last night. "The window open and you're naked?! You're going to catch a cold, Kingsley!" she whines with a frown but I let out the air inside me with relief. At least she's not thinking I slept with a random man who snuck into my room in the wee hours of the morning. "And why did you even think to sleep naked? What if the house catches on fire and we have to run out?" "Then I'd shift to wolf and run faster," I reply with obviousness, rolling my eyes at her back. Sometimes she's so annoying, "Mom, I can clean my room myself." "You'd think you could, but since yo

{ Laurent } I go back to my room feeling horribly awful and freaked out. I have no idea what happened when my wolf went to see King, but judging by how he was only out for five minutes and the way he feels, I imagine things didn't go well. Not at all. Not to mention my parents found out about me going out at night, so it won't be easy for him to see King again. At least he was smart enough to lie to them. But I still feel anxious and… just awful. So, even though I swore to myself that I wouldn't do it again, I go over to my private drawer. I move my drawings around trying to find one that fills my need, but I'm already bored and done with all of these. I grunt and leave them back in the drawer, but I grab my pencils and notebook and sit down at my desk. And I start drawing a new one that fulfills the new fantasy I started having lately. Kingsley with his ass in the air, so full of my cum it’s starting to drip and his arms tied behind his back with ropes. Even though my co

Everything here is so interesting. The walls of Laurent’s room are painted blue, his blankets are white, and it's all perfectly organized and boring, which doesn't surprise me. I walk around and approach his desk first to open his drawers and poke around in there.He has a pile of pencils, pens and colors, school papers and old books. Boring.I move to the stands on the sides of his bed. One has a bunch of little toy cars which makes me snort mockingly… even though it's kind of cute. But the other stand has hand cream and some convenient kleenex plus other miscellaneous items. Huh. Interesting. I approach the door to his bathroom and again I'm not surprised to see everything clean. No dirty clothes in the corners or water everywhere like in my own bathroom. I step into his shower to see his products and smell them just because I can't help but be curious. They smell good. Inside the bathroom there is another door and this one leads to his closet, where there are things still but i

The evening starts off normally. Christian takes me to a bar to have dinner and has invited three other people, a beta guy and two omega girls. They’re all his age so I feel extremely strange and out of place among them, listening to their conversations that I don't fully understand and eating a pizza that I don't entirely enjoy. I miss my clan's food, this is bullshit. I actually miss everything about my clan. I don't want to be here. "Dude, why are you wearing Fallonmore clothes? Is it a dig at our clan?" the beta next to me suddenly asks, punching my arm trying to be funny, I guess. I just look down, I hadn't noticed the shirt I picked out. "No. Most of my clothes are Fallonmore clothes, they're free and comfortable, I just have to go to my grandparents' house to get them," I explain, shrugging, "Besides, it's kind of hard to find clothes for my size, clothes that don't fit me small." "Oh, right," says the omega sitting in front of me, looking at me with obvious attract