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As I descended the stairs, the smell of fresh coffee greeted me. Jason was in the kitchen, pouring a cup for himself. He looked up as I entered, a warm smile on his face."Morning," he said, his voice gentle. "I made coffee.""Thank you," I replied, taking the cup he offered. The warmth of it seeped into my hands, a small comfort. "I appreciate it."We stood in companionable silence for a moment, sipping our coffee. The morning light filled the kitchen, creating a peaceful atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the frenzy inside me."Blake," Jason began, his voice hesitant. "I know I keep pushing this but you have been restless since yesterday... I can feel it without you telling me... every second, every time you block me out of your head, you can't stop me from feeling what your heart is going through. Are you sure you're okay? I mean, okay?"I met his gaze, the concern in his eyes evident. I wanted to reassure him, to tell him that everything was fine, but I couldn't bring myself
My Alpha, My Enemy Run
******************Blake's POV**************** Being the only wolfless student in a school meant for werewolves is just awful. To be honest, the word "awful" is a bit too simple to express my hate toward school. How do I put it? Oh, right! I got it. "I hate this shitty place more than the hell hole that I call 'home!" Yes, I hate my home too. Let me correct that, "I despise the house I have spent my pathetic life in since I was little." My life is more like a twisted Cinderella story. However, in my case, I'm the step-sister whose mother is nowhere in sight and whose father detests her as much as his wife and daughter do. The truth is, he was more considerable to me when I was little until I hit puberty, and my wolf refused to show up like every teenager at my age wolves did. After that disappointing full-moon night, he became a monster that I fear. But mostly, I detest him. When the limousine came to a stop, I felt my breath cut
My Alpha, My Enemy He's my teacher?
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My Alpha, My Enemy Thirst
For several minutes I tried to not stare at Nero. But of course, I ended up doing that a couple of times and felt annoyed that I was doing so. But every time his voice echoed into my ears, I felt a strong sensation, almost like I was drawn to him. No! It was like a part of me was drawn to professor Fang, and I couldn't put it in words, but something about him just kept me nervous and yet aroused. It was the weirdest feeling and yet, I was drowning in it each time our gaze met or I heard his voice. My eyes kept dragging back towards his lips each time I pulled them away from him, and when Nero locked eyes with me, I swallowed hard even though it wasn't quenching the thirst that I felt.
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********************Nero POV*************** After stepping on the brake pedal, I pushed the driver's door open and rushed out of the car. Then I headed over to the back door, opened it, and then reached into the backseat for Blake. When my hand touched her skin, my eyes widened with panic glowing in them because she was burning up. Once I had lifted Blake from the car seat, I tightened my grip on her arms and legs before racing with her into my house. A few minutes later, I got into my room with Blake and carried her to the bed, resting her on the mattress. Her clothes were messy with bloodstains, and I noticed that she was in a lot of pain from the look of distress on her face. But there was nothing that I could do for her since she begged me when I was carrying her out of the class not to take her home or to the hospital. So here I was with a student of mine in my bedroom, on my mistress, and taking such a bold risk for someone who I shouldn't be messing with at such a critica
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Resting her palms flat against my chest, Blake looked at me and mumbled, "Mr. Fang, why ain't you doing anything, and just looking at me. Don't you want to touch me too?" "Hey," I uttered, frowning at her. "What do you think you are doing now!" "Huh," "Trying to dare me, uh?" Noticing the look of confusion in her ignorant eyes, I drew upward towards her face and said, "I have never felt this way before, especially to a woman because it shouldn't be possible. What did you do to me?" "What? Huh?" Nothing happened for a moment as I lay still, staring at her while she pouted at me.
My Alpha, My Enemy A wolfless Bastard
*****************Luna POV****************** This mansion has never been so irksome and loud as it is tonight, and it is all because of my bastard sister. Since she decided to run away from school, my father has been acting up and having everyone's heart up in their ass. From the day I could remember, I never liked her. But now, I despise her even more and I don't care if she never returns home. That way, she would be doing all of us a favor. I mean, what's the use of having a useless sister who can't even transform like everyone else, even though her faults do me more good than harm. It grew silent for a moment. Then my father robust tone suddenly
My Alpha, My Enemy Nothing but my instructor
*****************Blake POV****************** When the light of dawn shone on my face, I kept staring at the window, annoyed that it was morning already and I haven't fallen asleep like I wanted to do. Suddenly the echo of a soft knock drew my attention towards the doorway. “Come in,” I mumbled, focusing back on the window. A few seconds later, Nero walked into the room, gazed at me, and said, “Come downstairs to eat. I made breakfast.” After waiting for a few seconds, I threw the bedspread off me and got out of bed. Then I stopped in front
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