Semua Bab Oops! My Twin Mates are my Professors: Bab 201 - Bab 210

Vienna's POV:Zella’s skin split under my claws, just deep enough to steal her breath. She gasped sharply, her eyes bulging, and then I released her. She collapsed, clutching her throat, eyes wide and watering, but hadn't meant to kill her anyway. Not just yet… because that would have way been too easy. I wounded her just enough to keep her down for a while, giving us just enough time to disappear.But she was alive enough to crawl, to feel humiliation. She was alive, and she would heal… probably overnight, if she was really that good of a healer. And she would stay alive for enough to be dragged in front of the entire werewolf council, when I would stand as the Supreme Luna and expose every sick thing she had done in the name of love.I didn't want to kill her here, inside some hidden dungeon, as if her crimes were a dirty little secret.“Fynn, unlock it. Quick.”I said quietly, already turning toward the cell where Kai was imprisoned. He didn’t need to be told twice. He yanked t

Fynn’s POV:I rushed towards Vienna, as Kai shifted Zeke in his arms.My heart was racing with the speed of a sports car and I knew if I didn't reach Vienna within this second, it wouldn't even hesitate from exploding because of the over speeding of its palpitations.Somewhere deep down in my heart, the guilt of me being the reason for everything that was happening and that has happened in the past few days was calling me out, scolding and making me feel guilty for Vienna’s condition.But half of the same heart was praising her for the bravery she has shown while fighting with Zella, because if she wouldn't have killed her, then I would have.Because she deserves to die after what she has done, as she has not just tried to erase all my precious memories, tried to kill Vienna, hurt Kai and on the top of that she has the audacity to think about hurting my child, my Zeke, whom I have met after so many years, whose childhood I have completely missed because of that selfish witch who has b

Fynn's POV:Zeke bounced happily in my arms, giggling every time I took a bigger step or pretended to stumble. His joy was so pure, so infectious, and yet every smile he gave me sliced deeper into the guilt twisting in my chest.He trusted me.Even after I’d turned him away once. Even after I’d doubted Vienna… and Kai.They may have forgiven me, or at least chosen to understand that I had been manipulated. But I hadn’t forgiven myself.I didn’t know how to.Zeke laid his head against my shoulder like he’d sensed my spiral. His tiny hand patted my chest as he pointed toward the room down the hall.“And that one is my room, Daddy!” he said proudly. “Where will you sleep? Will you sleep with me? I have Coco, Jimmy, and Lee there!”I blinked at the names, confused for a moment, until I looked in the direction he was pointing. Sure enough, on his little bed were three stuffed toys: a giraffe, a green caterpillar, and a very old bear missing one button eye.Coco. Jimmy. Lee.I smiled, my th

Vienna’s POVThe water was streaming down my back as Fynn pressed me gently against the tiled wall, making me feel the hard planes of his body, every trace of muscle. His forehead rested against mine, our breaths mingling in the mist, our bodies slick with heat and steam. His strong hands were steady on my hips, parting my legs without force.“I need you..." He whispered, and I left myself to his mercy. He lifted my left leg, wrapping his around his waist as he pressed into me, pinning me against the wall in the most delicious way possible. My right heel was barely a few inches above the around, and Fynn's lips crashed against mine. And then... he was inside me.My gasp echoed softly between the walls as he filled me slowly, completely, stretching me open around him. He held still for a moment, breathing hard, his eyes locked on mine like he needed to memorize my expression—like this was something sacred.The water beat a rhythm around us as he moved, each thrust deep and unhurr

Author's POV:The morning dawned on the Oasis Pack like a pack of vultures. The air was heavy with tension, and inside the grand mansion, Alpha Axel stirred with a groan, clutching his temples. The wine from the previous night still lingered in his veins– it was lined with heavy sedatives that hwd put him to sleep. He blinked against the pale morning light, fury simmering just beneath the pounding in his skull.“That bastard,” he muttered.The gifted wine from his selection had knocked him unconscious the entire night, and this was no accident at all. "Bring Fynn to me!" he roared, kicking off the tangled furs. "NOW!" Two soldiers hurried to obey, disappearing before he could spit more venom. He paced the room, grabbing a nearby pitcher and dousing his face with cold water, trying to shake the ache from his mind. He was sure Fynn was behind this. That traitor. That worm.But when the soldiers returned, one of them hesitated before speaking.“Alpha… Master Fynn is no longer in the