Semua Bab Oops! My Twin Mates are my Professors: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Vienna's POV: I hadn’t realized how much I had gotten used to Fynn and Kai’s presence, until Kai left. Each day, I went to college with Lola as usual, but I often caught myself scanning the corridors for their faces, or getting an odd burst of excitement before English lectures, only to remember Kai wasn’t in Camden Falls anymore… and Fynn hadn’t returned yet either. It was Friday morning, and I sighed as I mentally prepared myself to pass by their office without turning my head, reminding myself that I just had to get through this weekend before they would come back…. hopefully? It had become a habit to glance in the direction of the offices, even though I knew the space would be empty. Today, I promised myself I wouldn’t indulge the hollow ache in my chest, by looking. But, of course, my determination slipped away at the last moment. As I stepped into the corridor, my eyes betrayed me, lifting hopefully. But instead of the familiar pang of disappointment, I froze. Fynn was

Author's POV:“Have you seen Vienna anywhere? She was wearing a blue dress, about this tall… no?” Asher gritted his teeth as the boy he was questioning, shook his head apologetically. It had been over forty minutes since he had started searching for her, and his frustration was rising by the second. He knew that it was very unlikely for Vienna to ditch the party and leave, without telling anyone, especially him.If she had to do this, she would have never showed up in the first place… right?The farmhouse was filled with guests… the same guests he had invited to convince Vienna that the party was legit, and he hadn't made it up just because he wanted to impress her and propose to her again. But the irony was glaring and cruel: the one person he wanted here, was nowhere to be found. The fear of something happening to her and his dad humiliating him at an instant, started to make him more and more panicked by the second. Asher scoured the place, ultimately resorting to questioning

Author's POV:Kai leaned back against the leather couch in accommodations at Alpha Lance’s farmhouse in the Stemond pack, kicking off his boots in front of the fireplace. He had finally retired to his room after a day of discussions and negotiations, that had gone surprisingly well. The Stemond pack had been their allies during his grandfather’s reign, and the new Alpha seemed eager to rekindle the friendship with the Azuremist pack. Kai should have been pleased at the thought of gaining a new supporter, as well as the prospect of returning home sooner than expected. But there was a single thing that was bothering him more than anything else. He dialed Vienna’s number for the fifth time that evening, and got the same result: she was unavailable to attend his calls. His chest tightened as the anxiety returned with a jolt, he couldn't tell himself that it was a coincidence any longer. This couldn't be a coincidence, and finally dialled Fynn’s number. The phone barely rang twice be

Fynn's POV:"Wait, are you for real? We thought she was just capable of fooling her dad! But turns out she’s even fooled you!" The man laughed after noticing the colors draining from my face. His voice felt like nails on a chalkboard, but apparently my torture wasn't over yet. The woman who had first recognized me smirked at her friend's comment. “Well, I guess she wasn’t as innocent as everyone thought!" "Yeah, especially not as angelic as the Alpha’s son seemed to think!" "The list of men she has cuckolded is growing longer day by day!!”I didn’t realize how furious I was until I felt the lava flowing through my veins and my body moved on its own, before my mind could catch up with its intentions.In the blink of an eye, I had the man pinned against the wall, my forearm pressed firmly against his neck. “Shut up!” I snarled at him, my voice more of a growl than anything human-like. “You know nothing about that girl. Nothing!” The man’s eyes widened in terror, and he clawe

Fynn's POV:I felt the faintest ghost of a movement in Vienna's body and immediately lowered her gently into my lap, trying to make sure that she had actually shown signs of consciousness. Cradling her, I quickly assessed where she was bleeding from. There were deep, angry stab wounds across her body that seemed like they had just started to heal some seconds ago. Her head had a gash at the side, blood trickling down from her temple and into her hair. My hands trembled as I pressed against one of the wounds, trying to stem the flow of blood.My hands shook as I pressed against the deeper wounds to stem the bleeding. Each drop of her blood felt like it was draining the life out of me, and my mind was occupied by a storm of curses. How could I have let this happen? I was solely responsible for every wound on her body, for every second which she had suffered in this agony…But before I could spiral further, I heard her voice. A faint whisper, no louder than a breeze. "Fynn… Fynn… yo