Karyna’s POVIn this blissful moment, I couldn’t help but let my mind wander back into reality. I remembered that I still had to get a degree, and also the unfortunate news that Sophia had told me.I felt my mood grow sour. My mind subconsciously avoided thinking about it, but the fact that I would have to meet Finn— and even talk to him because of a stupid group project angered me to death.“So what if he is the Group project manager?” I heard Julian ask, and my body loosened up quite a bit.I explained the situation to him, sharing my annoyance. “I know he’s going to spite me by putting me in his group or a group that I might have lots of trouble adjusting to, and that will drive me crazy,” I groaned. “This stupid injury isn’t making things faster to go to school,”“Don’t worry, Karyna.” Julian asserted, placing a hand on my shoulder reassuringly. “You’ll heal soon,”I raised a brow at that. Was he not listening to me? It wasn't a fucking bruise! I scoffed in disbelief. “I got my
Julian’s POVThe sound of Karyna’s father banging against the door echoed through the room, agitating me to the point that I almost yelled back at him.“Karyna, open the door, you bitch!” He growled, making me twitch with anger. She noticed this, and placed her hand on mine, in an attempt to calm me down. “Your father is such a prick.” I seethe in anger. I wanted nothing more than to rip open the door with my bare hands and shove the pieces of wood into his loud mouth for calling my woman a bitch. “It’s okay, Jules,” she whispered, turning my head to look at her. My eyes softened as soon they met hers, losing the murderous intent that lay there. “I know he may be annoying sometimes. But I want you to do me a favor for me. Please hide under the bed, until he’s gone, okay?”She pleaded with her gaze, and I nodded, complying immediately. I also didn't want to meet the man like this because I might punch his face and lose all the right to be with my love. I grabbed my clothes and slippe
Henri’s POVWe were having a simple breakfast of waffles and eggs, with some bacon when Julian arrived. Victor came with those ingredients and I made the meal. I hadn’t expected him to come home, but thankfully, there was enough food for him.“Welcome back,” I greeted, and he turned to look at me. I gave him a look, advising him to act like all was alright, and he nodded slightly, understanding the nonverbal communication. Surprisingly, I didn’t see any hate, or hostility in his gaze, and that made me relieved at least.“Julian, my boy!” Victor stood up to hug Julian, to which the latter accepted wholeheartedly. No one could ever know he held a powerful position as Alpha of the whole existing werewolves because of how welcoming he always was. “You look different from the last time I saw you. You’ve filled up quite a bit,” he commented, and my brother chuckled at that.“Life‘s treating me well,” he replied. “How about you? Henri told me about…” he trailed off, but Victor understood w
Karyna’s POVAfter Julian left, I flushed down all the food he brought earlier that we couldn't eat, to delete evidence of him being here. I couldn't let the maids see such and then report to my parents. Currently, I was downstairs, having breakfast. I shoved a French Toast in my mouth, ravaging it in an instant. I was already spoonful deep into my custard, with blueberry toppings on it, but I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of being right about my hunger strike.Speaking of which, the two adults sat right across me, with their bowl of oatmeal and a plate of omelet, sitting there, nearly untouched, as they pretended to eat while shooting occasional glances at me.I could feel the palpable tension in the air, so thick that you could cut it with a knife. It made me want to roll my eyes in annoyance. They were so goddamn infuriating. I knew that they were dying to talk to me, but they didn’t know how to approach it.As soon as I thought that, my father cleared his throat, sli
Julian’s POVI felt completely stunned by Karyna’s confession. It was like all the air in my lungs was knocked out by those three words. I felt myself melting on the inside.I don’t think I’ve ever been in love before her. The relationships I found myself in, I didn’t make any effort to maintain them, because I didn’t care about them enough to, but it was different now.I wanted to be in this relationship with Karyna so much that the fact that she was engaged to another man kept making my blood boil. Still, I kept my cool and tried not to show how obsessed I was. I raised a teasing brow, realizing that I was now wearing the skin mask on my face. “Don’t get me wrong, I love that you love me, but who exactly are you referring to? The real me, or Jordan?” She rolled her eyes, but I could see a smile creeping on her face as she crept under my skin, wrapping her arms around my neck and yanking the mask from my face.“I love you, Jules,” she whispered.I kissed her lips, unable to control
Henri’s POVI covered my head with my comforter, groaning at the sudden bright light that decided to flood my senses. I didn’t want to get up yet. I wanted to sleep in more. At least that way, I wasn’t subjected to this constant ache in my chest.Today was Thursday, so I didn't have to go to work, since I didn't have any classes to teach. But then again, I stopped taking classes after that unfortunate day.I sighed deeply and stared up at the ceiling for a couple of minutes, before forcing myself up from the bed. I had to get out of this house anyway. Now that Victor was back home, along with his wife, there was no need for me to keep freeloading. Staying here brings a lot of misery and painful memories that I would not like to relive. So there was no point in me lingering here any longer than I should.I made the bed and sluggishly dragged myself into the bathroom, where I took a long, cold shower. These days, I like having the cold water pelt down on my skin. It was like a punish
Karyna’s POVI gritted my teeth, glaring at the door so hard, I could burn holes through it to obliterate everyone on the other side.I didn’t open the door, or make any attempt to, despite how hard my Dad kept on knocking. Why should I? I mean, he disturbing my peace of mind.“Karyna! Open the goddamn door this instant, you ungrateful whore!” He yelled again.Julian stiffened beside me, but I didn't even let his words get to me. He could call me anything he wanted. I truly didn’t care. I stopped caring about his opinions years ago, so his words didn’t get to me.Only this time, I felt embarrassed because the love of my life was listening to his insults and curses as well, and it made me feel ashamed.He had a permanent scowl on his face, and his body was so tense, it vibrated with pure rage, that it made me worry.“I’m giving you some time to get your shit together!” My father warned, realizing that his efforts were futile. “But if you don’t come down to have dinner with that young m
Julian’s POV“Are you proud of yourself? Are you happy that you're cocksleeve?” I added to my degrading words and I felt Karyna’s wet pussy jolting in response. “Looks like you like it,” I smirked, pleased that she could barely open her eyes or speak. My poor baby. I wished to pamper her so much, have her always shaken with orgasms.“Since you love being my cocksleeve so much, I will make use of what’s mine,” I said sheepishly to her, and she gave a subtle nod. I knew she would understand that. I pushed my fingers inside her pussy to bring out the vibrator, then I grabbed her bondage legs and pressed it to her chest. Karyna whimpered, biting her bottom lip hard as she struggled to take my cock. I felt a kind of urgency traveling down my balls when I was completely inside her heat. I loved to feel her—all of her, her slippery wet pussy, engulfing my cock and drenching me in its sweet, beguiling juices.My hair fell over my face as I moved achingly slow, trying to savor every moment.