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I felt a second prick, this time in my arm, but it was like throwing gasoline on a fire.Something exploded inside my skull. The sound of the leather straps breaking under an impossible force was the last thing I heard before absolute darkness swallowed me.I don't know how much time passed.When I opened my eyes again, the humming of the fluorescent lights had disappeared. I was outside the building, in the middle of a forest clearing bathed in the pale light of dawn.I looked down and saw that my hands were covered in a thick, dark layer of blood that was starting to dry.Around me, the scene was a nightmare. There were corpses of men in white coats scattered across the grass, some with limbs ripped clean off, others with their chests open as if a giant animal had eviscerated them.A few meters away, sitting against the base of a tree and holding an arm covered in deep cuts, was my father. He was pale, but he was looking at me with an expression I will never forget: a mixture of pur

POV: LEYLA The air in the cafeteria became unbreathable, as I ran out the door, feeling the floor disappear beneath my feet.My feet hit the campus pavement with a desperate fury, trying to get away from the aroma of jasmine and steel emanating from Caleb.Tears welled up in my eyes, hot and treacherous, blurring my vision until the university buildings became blurry spots."He is our mate! Why didn't you let us talk?" Inside my chest, I felt the claws of my wolf scratching my heart.It was him. The man from the office, the one who looked at me with storm-filled eyes and made me believe that destiny was real.But he just turned out to be a dirty womanizer who, right in front of my eyes, was being invited to a hotel by some slut to fuck."He has discarded us before even claiming us!" I shouted at her mentally, sobbing as I turned the corner of the campus. "He fucks every woman he meets!" "Something is wrong... his scent doesn't lie..." , she insisted, but her voice faded away, sinkin

The space was cramped, permeated by his scent of leather and power.Caleb thrust his hand under my shirt, his hot fingers making contact with my cold skin."Caleb!" I gasped, feeling him press his crotch harder against my belly."You're burning up, Leyla" he growled, his voice vibrating in my chest.I felt his cock, that massive and veiny thing I could perfectly imagine, brushing against my crotch.It was so hard it seemed to want to break the fabric of his pants. The thought made me feel a drop of warm moisture soak my lace panties.He was taking all my breath away, moving his hand slowly up my abdomen, brushing the lower arch of my breasts.I threw my head back, exposing my neck, when I felt his fingertips brush my nipples through my bra."Look at this..." Caleb whispered, his gaze fixed on my chest. "They are so erect it looks like they want to pierce through the fabric. Do I turn you on that much, babe?""Ahhh!" I bit my own lip to keep from screaming.Caleb moved his kisses down

POV: IVY STERLINGA couple of hours ago…The cold night air hit my face as soon as I closed the door to my old dorm room.I walked at a brisk pace through the empty faculty corridors, feeling a strange mixture of adrenaline and guilt.I had escaped the mansion by outsmarting Killian's guards, using the service tunnels and the shadows of the bushes, feeling every beat of my heart like a war drum in my ears.I knew it was risky, but Leyla needed me. Besides, I squeezed the phone Killian had given me inside my coat pocket, so technically, he always knew where I was.I reached the campus taxi stand and let out a sigh of relief that turned into a small cloud of vapor.For the first time in a long time, I didn't feel the breath of those massive men on my neck, nor Killian's heavy, possessive gaze dictating my every move.It was just me, the night, and the silence.I decided not to call for a taxi immediately. I sat on one of the wooden benches, under the flickering light of a yellowish stre

She was so tight, so perfect. My tongue did not stop; I penetrated her rhythmically while my fingers worked her interior, widening her for what was coming.Ivy whimpered with pleasure, her moans becoming dirtier, more needy.“Please! I need more!” she shrieked, her thighs trembling against my shoulders.She was so close to the edge that the aroma of her imminent orgasm flooded my senses.I continued torturing her with my mouth for minutes that seemed like hours, feeling how her clitoris throbbed against my tongue.When I finally felt her muscles tense to the maximum, I gave one last deep suction that made her explode.Ivy's first orgasm was an earthquake; her juices bathed my face and she let herself fall, held up only by my grip.But I didn't let her rest.I stood up with a jump, with my cock dripping and throbbing, ready to claim her.I turned her around, forcing her to rest her hands against the wall, and I positioned myself behind her.“Now it’s my turn” I growled.I took her hips