Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ruined for the Captain (A MxM WEREWOLF ROMANCE): Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

~EVERETT POV~I practically launched myself away from Knox the second the doorknob rattled.My hands shook so badly I almost couldn't pull my torn shirt back into place. My heart was beating against my ribs as I stared at the door like it was about to blow off its hinges.Please let this not be trouble. Please let them not realize that I am not supposed to be here.Please— The door burst open and Jax came in first.Miller shoved past him right after, followed by two others from Knox's circle, all loud voices, smoke smell, hockey jackets, and far too much energy for people who had nearly been caught in a dorm fire less than an hour ago."What the hell, Knox? How can you just leave like that?""Are you fucking insane? You literally almost died.""Coach is looking for you—"Then their eyes landed on me and everything stopped. It's almost like it was at this moment that they suddenly realized that I was here, or that I even existed at all.Every single person in the room looked directly

~KNOX POV~I looked at Everett's face carefully as I noticed how sharply and intensely he was staring at me.In that moment, I wished I could read his mind more than anything in the world, but I couldn't. All around us, students had gathered with their phones, recording what was happening, and at the back of my mind, an alarm bell rang, warning me that this video was likely going to reach my family back at home, but in that moment, I couldn't care.I just needed Everett to stop running and explain to me what the hell was going on?! Why was he acting this way? Why was he being so fucking stubborn?!Didn't he see that I was trying to protect him?From the fire yesterday, to the mind link Miller sent me while we were joking around with Everett, all I was trying to do was protect him. Couldn't he see that?!"Everybody back to your classes!"A teacher's voice suddenly cut through the noise in the hallway, getting everyone's attention.I pulled back smartly, rage still burning hot under

~KNOX POV~"No."I actually froze for half a second.Not because Everett had yelled, and not because he had argued. If he had actually done either, I would have been less bothered, instead he had just... knelt there. Unmoving and quiet, looking at me with absolutely nothing on his face.There was no fear, no embarrassment, no anger.Nothing. In fact, the lack of reaction irritated me far more than screaming ever could.Then I watched in shock as he got up and turned like he was simply going to walk away from me.But my hand shot out before I even thought about it. And I grabbed his wrist before slamming him back against the wall harder than before."What the hell is wrong with you?" I snapped.The tiles rattled softly behind him, and usually, by now, Everett would flinch. His breathing would change or at least his eyes would look away. But this time? There was nothing.I tightened my grip around his wrist."Answer me."His face barely changed. "You're hurting me." His words were d

~Everett~I couldn't explain what had come over me, and honestly, I had stopped trying.My lips were on Knox's before my brain had fully caught up with the decision, kissing him harder than I planned, my hands fisted in the front of his shirt like I needed something to anchor me. Yesterday I had been furious at him — genuinely, bone-deep, fucking furious, the kind of anger that spreads out heat every time you think about the person who put it there. I had told myself I was done. I had rehearsed the whole speech in the shower, in the hallway, every step of the way to his door. I'm done with you, Knox. I mean it this time.And then he had opened the door, and my body had simply back stabbed me.The worst part was that I had felt this betrayal building all day, I felt this slow, crawling heat that started low in my belly and spread outward no matter how hard I tried to smother it. I was suddenly so fucking horny in a way that felt almost punishing, relentless and distracting, my wo

~Everett~Knox was gentle in my dream.That alone should have tipped me off that something wasn't right. Knox was never gentle — not in real life, not with me, not with anyone as far as I could tell. But in the dream his hands were warm and slow, moving over my body like he had all the time in the world and planned to use every second of it, and dream me was too far gone to question it.He had me face down on the bed, his weight covering me from behind, his lips at the back of my neck. His cock was hard against my ass, grinding slow and deliberate, and I was already a mess under him, desperate and aching and pushing back against him shamelessly."That's it," he murmured against my skin, low and warm. "Stop fighting it. Just feel."And I did. Dream me just melted into it completely, no resistance, no twisted mess of pride and self-preservation, just Knox's hands and Knox's voice and the unbearable, perfect slide of him pressing inside me, slow and deep, filling me up in a way that m