Vi X Caitlyn Novels & Stories

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

I inquired, noting the shift in his facial expression. He hesitated for a second before replying, "An old acquaintance, Caitlyn Laurent, is proposing a collaboration on the upcoming art wing." Caitlyn Laurent—a renowned art curator and, as whispered in certain circles, one of Xavier's former flames. Feigning nonchalance, I replied."That sounds like a significant opportunity." Xavier nodded, but his gaze searched mine, perhaps seeking a reaction I refused to display. The days that followed were a test of my patience. Caitlyn arrived with an air of sophistication that turned heads and commanded attention. Her interactions with Xavier were professional, yet I couldn't help but feel strange.

She grabbed the fallen vampire’s sword, leapt onto his horse, and charged at the others, swinging as she went. The rage built and built, and Caitlin felt a primordial strength that she never had. She charged and swung and struck and jabbed, and she was a whirlwind of destruction. Within minutes, she managed to kill several of the vampires around Blake. She dismounted and stood at his side. The two of them stood there, back to back, fighting, only a few vampires remaining. Blake, emboldened, managed to kill the vampire facing him, while Caitlin killed one more, and focused on the other two.

Daisy was already screaming, completely unfiltered, while Corren and Merrick watched with composed satisfaction. “Look at that reception,” the second commentator said, laughing slightly. “She’s not just a player anymore. She’s a phenomenon.” Cassienne took her seat. Headset on. Hands steady. Then the screen shifted. Her opponent appeared. CODE NAME: VYRAX A female player. She's tall, with sharp features. Her hair pulled into a tight braid, her expression cold and unreadable. “She’s undefeated so far,” the commentator continued. “Three matches. Three wins. And both were good.”

He anticipated her movements, adapting to her speed. The battle stretched on, the tension thickening as neither showed signs of surrender. Wolves from the expedition watched in silence, eyes wide with awe and apprehension. This wasn’t just a fight—it was a statement. Then— A slip. A fraction of a second where Varyn was too slow. Caitlyn seized it. She moved in a blur, dodging his next attack and slamming her fist into his ribs. Varyn staggered, and in that moment of weakness, Caitlyn struck him to the ground, her claws at his throat.

She would rather forgo the mission than do that. Caitlin would do whatever it took to get the antidote. But her heart was pounding at the thought of having to go and meet Caleb’s ex-lover and ask for her help. Caitlin was proud and jealous, and she would have given anything to never have to see Violet's face again. To have to seek her out, and to have to humble herself before her and ask for her help, was almost more than Caitlin could bear. But for Caleb, and for Scarlet, she would do it.

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.

My gaze shifted to the smiling girl with them, her hair was light brown with auburn color highlights, and she dressed almost like she was spat out of Vy’s closet. “My name is Vy with a y and this is my boyfriend Tyler and his best friend as you already know his name is Xavier.” Vy said and I could tell she was pointing at us without turning around. My eye shifted to green emerald, and I noticed that she was already looking at me, but she quickly broke eye contact. “This is Alexis and her twin Alex and I’m Brit, short for Brittany.” Highlights spoke up. Alexis huh. “It’s nice meeting you guys” Vy said.