Semua Bab The Mafia Lycan's Obsession : Bab 301 - Bab 310

“Thank you so much.” Storm nodded as Jean held her hands with both of his and bowed a little in appreciation. She staggered away from him, to Kaden, who was looking at her in astonishment; a feeling echoed and seen in the eyes of the other males. Like her, they couldn’t believe it, nor did they understand what had just happened.When she was done dealing with the vampire’s taint, and the sliver which she had found in Kon, she had returned back to her own body, yearning for blood and food. It was a crazy combo, which explained her dreams and the blood lust she had in them. So angels drank blood? Or was it her ancient side? Storm shook her head, pushing down the hunger toll until she retired to Kaden’s home. Right now, she watched as a few of the males, who had snapped out of their staring daze, carried a still sleeping Kon to Jiraq’s clinic, where the doctor would keep him hydrated and well enough to meet his brother soon. She watched as Kaden sauntered to meet Jean; for a discussio

“What do you think of him?” Storm asked Jutul as they walked out of the school’s premises toward the car in the park. She had just gestured to Professor Noel a few seconds ago. Jutul perused the man keenly, and shook his head. “Nothing at all. Just an affection for someone. Maybe a lover, I guess. There’s nothing else, which I have to admit is strange. No human is that one sided. I can’t even tell if the affection is real or twisted, if he is a good person or a bad one.” Not much different from her deductions then. She thought, giving a last look to the male who was talking with a fawning female student. He left her gaping when he was done, and entered into his car. He was already garnering the followers. “Why do you ask? Do you know him?” Jutul asked as he started the car deftly. “Not really. He is a new professor in my class…” She heard Jutul sigh, saw him look out of his window to the man who was laughing with the female, who had lowered her chest in front of him, through the w

Of course they wouldn’t. Storm thought, looking at Lucy squarely for the first time since she had entered the room. Her friend was still bubbling in age-old anger, and was still carrying a grudge against her.And since, Storm knew she couldn’t do much about it—because what Lucy was demanding was unattainable—she let the latter think that she wasn’t bothered by it. It would help with them leaving earlier. Having seen what exactly was at play here, what evil forces were at play here, she wasn’t about to risk the lives of her friends. She wasn’t about to have their blood on her head, because she wanted them to be included in every facet of her life. It was better they thought she was against them; it was better they believed that she didn’t value their friendship.“So, why are you here, Lucy?” She schooled her face to a cold aloofness, unfazed when Justin let out a cuss word, whilst darting a glance between Lucy and her. There was a minute silence, where Lucy scanned Storm’s features;

Storm was chatting with Lucy and Justin, in their phone group , around a time when she should be sleeping, when she heard her name being droned in her ears. “S-t-o-r-m” She furrowed her eyebrows, and looked around the room she shared with Kaden sometimes. There was no one. The voice sounded familiar, and until she felt the eeriness in the room, she didn’t know who it was. The vampire.She got up from the empty bed, and sauntered toward the door, needing to get to Kaden as soon as possible, but the door wouldn’t budge. She stamped her foot on the floor out of frustration, as fear suddenly took root in her mind and body. Where was he when she needed him? Why hadn’t he spent the night with her? She wondered, never minding that she had been one to ask they sleep on separate beds tonight, after he had returned from his meeting with his people, after she had returned from seeing her friends off with Lent. The voice called for her name again, and she shuddered before she could help it, h

All through the week, Storm only concentrated on the books Kaden had given her, or rather on the first book she had collected from the pile. Jutul had done the same, concentrating on the second book he had picked. Both had only taken breaks when they wanted to eat or when they wanted to train with Casper for an hour. To assuage Kaden’s caveman jealousy, all the reading had been in the dining downstairs, and yet they weren’t close enough to whatever the books were on about. They weren’t close to the end either, and the transcribers were doing a poor job, despite Jiraq’s input sometimes. It was then that Storm had learnt that Jiraq wasn’t done with the book either. ‘What are you doing with one of the hardest books in the pile?” had been his first question when she had solicited for his help. He had gone ahead to pick up a smaller book, written in English, for her and Jutul to start with, but she had declined—she had grown attached to the old book. And she had vowed to bring it to a fi