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" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

Both of them were ready for what was to come… Despite not tasting much of the food, I scoffed most of it down anyway, being too hungry to ignore the hunger pains anymore. Taking the plates to the kitchen, I ordered my mates to meet me in the living room. I wished I could postpone this conversation forever. To just go back upstairs and fuck my mates. Distract them from reality and just keep them both happy. But I was an alpha wolf. I didn’t cower before problems…

She just wanted to get out this city, this place which she associated with everything going wrong. Then it hit her. Hunger. A pang struck, and she felt hungrier than she ever had. But it wasn’t a normal hunger. It was an insane, primal urge. To feed. Like she had felt in Carnegie Hall. A small boy playing with a soccer ball, no older than six, kicked it, by accident, right near her. He came running over towards her. His parents were far ahead, at least 30 feet. Now was her chance. Every bone in her body screamed to feed. She stared at his neck, zoomed in on the pulsing blood. She could feel it. Almost smell it. She wanted her to pounce.

The weekend went by and now it was Sunday evening. I was currently sitting up in bed reading one of my favourite books; The Hunger Games. I can't count how many times I've read it. I was so indulged in the book, that I hadn't heard the soft tap on my window at first. When I hear the second tap, I put the book down and listen. After a while, I hear it again. Yep, I definitely wasn't imagining things. I rest the book on my bedside table and got off the bed. I went over to my window and open the curtains. I slide the window pane up and look out. Tyler was sitting on his window sill, looking as comfortable as ever. He had a few pebbles in his hands.

“Like I’m burning from the inside out—every nerve on fire, every sense sharpened to the point of pain. Awake in a way that hurts… but makes everything feel real. Too real.” His expression shifted subtly—something almost like deep, predatory approval mingled with a flash of raw hunger that made my pulse stutter erratically. He closed the book with a deliberate, resounding snap that echoed like a final verdict in the oppressive quiet, the sound jolting through me like a physical strike.

**Is Athena changed?** "What?" she shouted when he heard her he watched her when she was asleep. "Since, when? Did you see what happened just now?" she asked him getting up from the bed and looking at him with big round eyes. "No, I was doing something else," he said raising up the book. "That weirdly written book. How do you even read those books? How do you get those letters and inscriptions still?" she asked curiously cause she couldn't remember those letters in there.

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I could still feel it in the air from earlier, faint but persistent, like it had soaked into the walls of the academy itself. Jayden Fisher Hale. I closed my eyes and cursed under my breath. I did not want answers from books or councils or ancient prophecies whispered by men who had forgotten what real hunger felt like. I did not want diluted samples or guarded explanations meant to keep power balanced and people comfortable. I wanted a taste. Just one.

FORBIDDEN CRAVINGS Story 1: His Little Secret (Lila’s POV) I woke up with my body still humming from last night. My pussy felt sore and sticky — Ethan’s cum had dried on my thighs, but I could still feel the ghost of his thick cock stretching me while Alex listened from his room. My cheeks burned as I remembered moaning louder on purpose. I had wanted my brother to hear me. I slipped on a tiny white tank top and pink cotton shorts with nothing underneath. My nipples were already hard against the thin fabric. When I walked into the kitchen, Alex was already there.

I could still feel it in the air from earlier, faint but persistent, like it had soaked into the walls of the academy itself. Jayden Fisher Hale. I closed my eyes and cursed under my breath. I did not want answers from books or councils or ancient prophecies whispered by men who had forgotten what real hunger felt like. I did not want diluted samples or guarded explanations meant to keep power balanced and people comfortable. I wanted a taste. Just one.