All Chapters of The Reaper's Harem: My Monster Mates: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Afternoon classes are a completely different breed of chaos.While Professor Aurelius's morning lectures are an exercise in academic torture, Practical Training is exactly what it sounds like: a sanctioned, high-stakes bloodbath.The training ground is a massive, open-air coliseum. Standing in the center of it is our instructor, Professor Nyla.She is a Giant Awakener, and she more than lives up to the title."Rea!" Professor Nyla roars, slamming her massive, calloused hands together. The shockwave literally makes my hair flutter. "Front and center! Let's see what the new Death God is made of. Attack me!"I scan the brightly lit, wide-open arena. Zero shadows. Zero cover. A tactical nightmare for a former assassin.But honestly? Trying to sneak up on an eight-foot-tall giant in broad daylight sounds exactly like the kind of stupid, chaotic fun I live for.I lick my teeth, dropping into a low, predatory crouch as my dark energy flares

Overestimating yourself is a fatal mistake. But underestimating your enemy? That is a guaranteed death sentence.Room 205 is a total disaster zone.I stand in the middle of the ruined living room, breathing in the smell of dust and fear. The expensive, fluffy white carpet is stained with dark red spots. Smashed designer furniture is scattered everywhere.And lying on the floor, groaning in pain, are six incredibly rich, incredibly bruised teenagers."Thank you all so much for helping me blow off some steam," I say cheerfully. I step over a broken glass table, my shoes crunching loudly in the quiet room. "I really needed a good workout today. I had nowhere else to release my frustration. Especially you, big guy."I stop next to the massive, muscular guy who challenged me earlier. He is currently curled up on the floor, holding his stomach.I lazily swing my leg and kick him right in the ribs.Crack. He spits out a mouthfu

This terrifyingly elegant vampire must be Arlo's half-brother. Different fathers, same mother, completely different tax brackets of power.Behind me, Fenris lets out another chest-rattling snarl. He drops low to the ground, his muscles bunching as he prepares to lunge at the vampire again.I don't even look back. I just casually raise a finger. "Down, boy. Do not touch my paying client."I don't know if Fenris actually understands human speech right now, or if my newly awakened Reaper aura is just that intimidating, but the effect is instantaneous.The terrifying beast freezes.A deeply wounded, pathetic look crosses his feral face. Whimpering softly, the giant wolf tucks his tail, curls his massive body into a ball on the ruined floor, and begins licking his dirt-matted wounds.Every few seconds, though, he pauses to shoot a vicious, jealous glare at Arlo, wrinkling his snout in pure disgust.Ilius ignores the bizarrely submissi

At the end of the corridor, a thick cloud of blood mist and fluttering bats announces the arrival of the vampire.Ilius steps out of the shadows."Werewolf," he orders, his voice full of disgust. "Come with me." He holds up a thick, heavy metal collar. It's the exact same type he used to chain the beast earlier, but that one broke when Fenris escaped."My patience is totally gone," Ilius warns softly. "I suggest you put this on yourself."The moment Fenris sees the vampire, his sad, puppy-dog act totally disappears. He arches his back and bares his fangs with a vicious, deadly growl, ready to fight.Ignoring their alpha-male staring contest, I snatch my underwear back from the werewolf and step right into the vampire's path."Hold on," I interrupt. "I caught this werewolf. If you want him, you have to pay the ransom."Ilius slowly moves his gaze to me. His rose-colored eyes stare right into mine for two heavy seconds."Ransom?"

I stare at the glowing screen of Arlo's laptop.Two angels. An ancient Vampire Progenitor. And a squad of terrifying, mythical beasts. This isn't just a night patrol, this is the absolute peak of the Academy's elite power structure."Don't even think about it," Arlo mutters, his beautiful face totally pale as he reads the roster. "Forget about sneaking a person out. With a team like that, an ant couldn't even crawl out of the gates alive."I cross my arms, feeling a rare headache coming on.He's right. This is bad.Without wasting any time, I track down my client.I drag Chloe into an empty stairwell and shove the classified patrol list in her face. Seeing the terrifying names, she looks like she's going to throw up."You see the problem," I say smoothly. "Deposit refunded. And if you leak where you saw this list, I will personally hunt you down."I turn to leave, but Chloe frantically grabs my jacket, tears spilling down