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“What is Cupid's arrow? “ I asked him, stretching myself out. I’d still felt like a Mack truck hit me, my lycan was healing my sore body, but I’d not fully recovered yet. The doctor handed me a bottle of water as he began to speak. I opened the bottle and took a drink. The cool liquid slid down my throat as I took another drink. “Cupid's arrow is an aphrodisiac. It comes in a form of dust that is sprinkled into either a drink or food. It is only used by mates who are trying to conceive." He said, his gray eyebrow forking at me. I spit my water out, covering the doctor in the water I was choking on. Coughing I sat straight up tapping my chest to help clear it. I cleared my throat, “Im sorry w

Syanna asked, and Juliet’s face instantly fell with hurt. Syanna thought it was unfair that the cupids’ powers were dampened when literal freaking vampires and dragons roamed the halls free. But apparently, there was an incident with a cupid a few years ago, and someone died. They claim that love is the strongest power of all, and too much of it could be detrimental. So, the three cupids here at Unici Academy, including Juliet, had their powers dampened upon admission. Juliet acted as if she didn’t mind, but unlike Syanna, who had just come to Unici, Juliet had been here for three years. Surely, she missed her powers.

“That’s why I have to find out.” Rook leans even closer, and when I try to fight him off, he holds both hands together behind me, my arms hitting the wash basin. Wincing in pain, “You said you’ll never hurt me,” I voice, and he pauses. “Yes, that was when I was under some kind of pre-made spell transferred through a kiss.” “Let go of me!” “Don’t push me, Catalina Blessed Theodore, and just hold still! It would be quick.” Rook changes his tactics, and now he’s choking me, yet his nails are piercing my neck, making me cry out in pain.

I don’t squeeze it, I just hold it, to remind him who has the power. “How about you choke on it?” he growls, his voice laced with fury. Chuckling, I nod. “If you want, I’ll happily choke on it.” My hand slides into his gear, fingers wrapping around his cock. His body betrays him instantly, a sharp, choked sound escaping him before he clenches his jaw. His weight sinks against the lockers for just a second, and that’s all I need.

His voice dripped with curiosity as he asked, "Then, my wife, how can I possibly take her back?" As my mind was on the brink of instability, I stood firm and resolute, summoning the strength to grab his hand that was pulling at my head with force. With a burst of excitement and longing, I delicately placed my hand on his sturdy yet gentle fingers. Then, with a subtle yet intentional movement, I directed his hand towards my neck, inviting him to explore the depths of our connection through the intimate act of choking.

He leaned in and kissed my cheek, holding his face against mine. “You look positively delicious” he whispered and then leaned back with a devilish smirk. We left Lupus at the edge of the stage and Gunner walked with me into the middle, where we stood in front of Artemis. He was wearing his usual brown fur coat that hung past his knees. He was holding a giant silver cup that had two large handles on either side. He held the cup forward and Gunner took it from his hands. Grab the handle closest to me and hold the cup in between us. Gunner flashed.

“Is this your way of changing the topic?” “It’s the truth.” “Yeah, right.” Seeing she didn’t believe him, Caleb leaned back, releasing a quiet breath—as if he’d had this conversation too many times before. “About a year ago,” he said, “a student died. She committed suicide. No one knows why. But her spirit never left.” Gabriella’s stomach tightened. “People complain about footsteps when no one’s there. Doors opening. Lights flickering.” He paused, eyes flicking briefly toward her. “One tenant swore she heard someone crying at night.”