All Chapters of Ashmoor Unseen Wolf : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Diana’s POV The plastic bench groaned beneath my weight as I settled into my usual spot, its surface smooth and cool against my palms, still smelling faintly of polished rubber and lingering chalk dust. Sunlight streamed through tall windows, casting golden bars across the dusty classroom floor. Around me, the low hum of conversation swelled like a tide, muffled by walls that had seen too many secrets.I barely had time to uncap my pen when Eva dropped into the seat beside me like a thunderclap wrapped in confidence.“Finally,” she exhaled, flipping her glossy hair over her shoulder, the scent of her citrus shampoo cutting through the stale classroom air. “Now that you’re not exiled, we can sit together again, like in the good old days. No more whispering from ten feet away like we’re spies in enemy territory.” She grinned, bright enough to rival the sun streaming through the windows.I managed a faint smile, but inside, my thoughts churned. Kelvin’s words from this morning still ech

Diana’s POVVisitacion Valley felt quieter than usual, like it had exhaled and forgotten how to breathe. The sun had started to dip behind the crooked skyline, casting long shadows on rows of timeworn houses, paint peeling, porches sagging slightly, windows glowing dimly behind dusty curtains. This was the kind of neighborhood where time dragged its feet, and memories clung to brick and wood like stubborn moss.Kids ran barefoot down the sidewalk, shrieking with laughter, the slap of soles on concrete echoing like drumbeats. Their grandfathers sat nearby in faded plastic chairs, squinting through the amber haze of dusk, their skin weathered like old leather, eyes distant with the weight of stories they never told.I stepped out of the cab, still catching my breath. My lungs burned from the run… hell, the escape. My legs ached from the sprint, and my palms stung with tiny scrapes from climbing down Kelvin’s window like some lovesick fugitive. I’d never done anything like that before. N

Diana’s POVThe ceiling fan above groaned in lazy revolutions, barely stirring the heavy afternoon air that clung to our skin like a second layer. It smelled of sun-warmed ink, old paper, sweat, and the sharp sting of bleach from yesterday’s mopped floors. The classroom walls, sun-stained and tired, seemed to lean in, suffocating.I kept my eyes low, the tip of my pen scratching quietly in the margins of my biology notes, half-studying, when Mr. Henley’s voice sliced through the thick silence like a blade.“Eva, since you’re busy whispering, maybe you can answer the question on the board. Tell us the function of the Golgi apparatus?”Eva blinked like she’d just been yanked out of a dream. Her lip gloss glinted under the harsh white lights, but her mouth stayed shut.Mr. Henley’s brow furrowed, deepening into trenches. “Abegail?”Across the room, Abegail tossed her hair with practiced defiance and folded her arms. “I don’t know, Mr. Henley.”The marker in his hand dropped to the whiteb

Diana’s POVEva had changed outfits for the fiftieth time. No exaggeration.First, it was a navy-blue off-shoulder dress with gold trim that shimmered faintly like moonlight on water. Then a burgundy satin gown that clung like melted wine. After that came a glittery pink number that turned her into a walking disco ball. And now, she was standing frozen in front of the mirror in an emerald-green wrap dress, her brows furrowed, lips pressed together, arms crossed tight across her chest like armor.I was losing my mind watching her unravel.A sharp, choking laugh burst from me as I collapsed backward onto her bed, limbs sprawled like a starfish on a tide-washed shore. “Eva, it’s a blind date. He doesn’t even know what you look like. Why do you care so much?”She didn’t laugh with me. Instead, her eyes focused on the mirror like it held all her answers. “You don’t understand, Diana. I have to look good. This is… life or death.”“Excuse me?” I straightened, still chuckling, but more curiou

Kael’s POVThe best damn news I’d heard all year hit me... mid-orgasm.“Alpha Kael!” George’s panicked voice shattered the air as he barged into my bedroom like the world was ending.Only the tangle of duvet and limbs between me and the door kept his eyeballs intact.I’d love to say I handled it with grace.“What the hell, George?!” I snarled, breath ragged, sweat slicking my chest as I yanked the duvet higher over both me and the brunette… no, redhead? Whatever… that I brought home from the club last night. She was currently curled under me, her lips still swollen from hours of sin and her hands possessive around my waist. She giggled beneath me, more entertained than ashamed.George stumbled back, hands raised like he was staring down at a wild animal. “Election update, sir. It’s important.”“Out!” I snapped.“But your father…”“George, I swear to the Moon Goddess…”He caught the warning in my voice and slammed the door shut in a flash, his shoes squeaking on the polished floor like