VICTOR'S POVIt was a cold evening around seven thirty and I felt so happy for no reason while I sat behind the wheel of my Toyota Tundra with David, my beta brother at the passenger seat. The engine roared as the truck speeded down a forested road. We were heading back home, after another day at school for me.I turned to David, and noticed that he was looking a bit stressed out. "Hey baby brother. What's up?""Just another boring and stressful day as a professor in the university of Molvia." He maintained his position, resting his head on his right palm while he gazed outside the window of the vehicle."Oh come on boy, you are new there, how could this new job be so boring for you. Or have some of the ladies there stopped giving you attention." I chuckled. Upon saying that, he fixed a stern gaze at me, which made me to burst into laughter."So how about professor Bernadine. You guys been talking?"He snorted. "She is a pain in the ass. She is too persistent and always loves to be

SANDRA'S POVI sat at my writing desk, a soft glow of a table lamp cast a warm light on the blank page before me. My fingers hovered above the keyboard, ready to embark on a journey of remembrance and reflection. The memory of that fateful night, the night I lost my virginity to Victor at Jake's birthday party, lingered vividly in my mind.Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be transported back to that magical evening.The atmosphere was charged with excitement as guests mingled and laughter filled the air. My heart fluttered in my chest, my eyes drawn to Victor from across the room. He stood amidst a group of friends, his charisma and charm captivating everyone around him.As the night wore on, I found myself irresistibly drawn to him. Our conversations grew deeper, filled with shared dreams and desires. Each word exchanged felt like an intimate confession, forging a connection that went beyond surface-level small talk.Then came that moment of vulnerabili

He was surrounded by beautiful ladies, all vying for his attention, but I was determined to stand out from the crowd. With a deep breath, I gathered my courage and maintained my position close to him."Hey, Victor," I said, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.Victor turned towards me, a charming smile lighting up his face. "Sandra. How's it going?""I'm good," I replied, trying to sound casual. "I noticed you're working on the practical. Mind if I join you?"Victor looked at the other girls, then back at me, his eyes lingering on my face. "Sure, I'd love some company. We're supposed to be working in pairs anyway, right?"I nodded, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. With his permission, I joined Victor at his lab station. The other girls exchanged disappointed glances but moved on to find other partners.As we started working on the practical together, I couldn't help but notice how effortlessly Victor seemed to understand the subject matter. His knowledge and ex

Now inside the dimly lit first aid room, my heart pounded with a mix of curiosity and caution. The injured woman sat on the edge of the examination table, her hand still oozing blood from the deep cut. The burly bald man, whom I had suspected was more than he appeared, stood beside her, his gaze fixed on her injured hand. The scent of blood permeated the room, amplifying my wolf's senses and triggering a mixture of instincts within me.The man's struggle to dress the wound was evident. His hands trembled slightly, betraying an inner battle that mirrored my own. It was as if he fought against an overwhelming desire, a primal urge that threatened to consume him. I watched intently, my eyes scanning for any subtle signs of his true nature.As he fumbled with the bandage, his gaze locked on the bloodied wound, I felt a growl rumble deep within me. My wolf, ever vigilant, sensed the dangerous allure of his desires, and it roused a protective instinct within me. I knew that my suspici

Blow after blow, I unleashed my wrath upon him, the force of my strikes reverberating through his body, leaving a trail of broken bones and mangled flesh.Blood stained the latex track downs as our battle raged on, a visceral dance of savagery and survival. With each passing moment, the wounds inflicted upon David multiplied, his strength waning under the weight of my relentless assault.As the fight neared its climax, I stood over David, my chest heaving, my eyes burning with an intensity that matched the moon's luminescence. His body lay broken and battered beneath me, a testament to the brutal reality of our world.With a final snarl, I backed away, my feral state receding, leaving behind the remnants of my once-boundless rage. Regret mingled with triumph in my heart as I looked upon my fallen beta brother, the bond between us looked marred by the brutality of the fight.As the adrenaline slowly dissipated, leaving a trail of exhaustion in its wake, I gazed upon the battered for