All Chapters of Mated To The Monster Boys: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

KAEL. I move through the irritatingly loud blaring music because I have to fucking find Seraphina. I said she had to stay away. I told her not to come. I told her not to be stupid. She stayed anyway. She always comes. I see her, once, twice, and there she is, like some damn paper that folds into the crowd and refuses to burn. She looks small in the mask and too bright in that stupid borrowed dress, and I want to hate her for being so stubborn, but I can’t make myself look away. My hands are fists, and my jaw is raw from clenching.I push through people. Hands try to grab me, girls press up against me, someone wants to kiss me, and I shove them off because I don’t want them anywhere near me right now. I do not want anyone touching me. I do not want anyone touching her. A girl squeals and calls me a name, and laughs; she thinks it’s a joke. It is not a joke. I don’t say much. I don’t need to. My stare cuts and they back off. I don’t want this noise, this stupid party. I want her out o

Seraphina.“Vale…” The name slipped off my lips with a slur as I twisted my left nipple, rolling the bud. A moan eased on my lips, causing me to jerk my head slightly…. I felt ..livid.. Was this one of my dreams? Was this really happening?.I let my fingers crawl gently over my belly, the touch sending sparks that made my already wet clit throb with need. The door pushed open right on cue as I dug my fingers deep into my damp, weeping cunt. I counted the steps—twelve in total—before he halted. Our eyes locked instantly.Vale looked stunned, his fists clenched, but I also noticed the way he ran his tongue over his lower lip. I arched my back, bucked my hips, and picked up my rhythm, rubbing harder and faster against my clit. Need coursed through me at the realization that I’d finally done it. Vale was here. Watching. Just like I’d wanted.“What… are you insane?” He retorted, his voice wavering, yet his eyes burned with lust and interest as I moved at a frantic pace. I thrust up my hip

SERAPHINA’S POVWhen I woke up, everything hurt. My arms, my thighs, my back, every inch of my body felt like I’d been hit by a damn truck. The sunlight slipping through the curtains made my head pound harder. I groaned and tried to move, but even that hurt. My throat was dry, and my mouth tasted sour, like cheap alcohol and regret.It took a few seconds before my brain caught up to my body. The bedsheets were damp and clinging to my skin. My legs were tangled together, and I felt an uncomfortable stickiness between them. My heart started beating faster.I sat up slowly. My stomach twisted immediately. The room was quiet. There were faint noises outside, voices and laughter echoing through the hallway, which meant my roommates were probably around somewhere.But the space next to me on the bed was empty. I looked down, my chest tightening as I saw the wrinkled sheets, the faint marks on my thighs, the bruises that hadn’t been there before. My skin felt sore in places it shouldn’t.My

AURENI couldn’t believe what I’d just heard.Of all the things Seraphina could have said, that wasn’t one I ever expected. I just stood there, staring at her as my chest tightened and my thoughts blurred together.“What do you mean you think it was Professor Vale?” I asked, my voice quieter than I wanted it to be. The words felt strange on my tongue—too heavy, too bitter.Seraphina looked down, her fingers twisting the strap of her bag nervously. Her voice trembled when she spoke. “I don’t know, Auren. I—I can’t remember much. It’s all mixed up. But I’ve been… dreaming about him. Even before he came to the school.”I blinked, trying to process that. Dreaming about him? My stomach turned, an uneasy pressure building in my throat. I rubbed a hand across my face and exhaled slowly, trying not to sound as sharp as I felt.“Seraphina,” I said finally, “you’re not making sense. You said you woke up with marks, and you think it’s him because of a dream?” Her voice cracked. “It’s not just

KAEL.I couldn’t get his smug fucking face out of my head. Auren was always calm, always collected, always looking like he knew something no one else did. It pissed me off to the core. The way he stood there, smirking like he owned the world, like he already had Seraphina figured out—like he knew something about her that I didn’t. It made me want to break something.Yet the worst part was… that bastard wasn’t wrong. He was right about one thing. I did care too much. And I hated that he could see it. I left the hall, jaw clenched so hard my teeth hurt. My fists wouldn’t unclench. Every step I took echoed that scene replaying in my head—his smirk, his voice, the way he said “Maybe she calls me mine.” Fucking hell. The words burned.“Asshole,” I muttered under my breath, kicking at the leg of a chair as I passed through the common corridor. “Smug, manipulative, dead-eyed asshole.”I wasn’t even sure why I was this angry anymore, maybe because he’d cornered me with his words. Perhaps be