They reached the university and saw freshman families coming to drop their kids off. Jenny and her family knew Mark and Sheila very well.
“Hello, Mark,” Jenny’s father extended his hand.
“Hello, Daniel.”
“Girls are big now,’” they chatted. Desperate, Savannah couldn’t wait for the information Jenny wanted to share with her.
“Did you find something?”
“Shut up. Let’s submit the document, and I will show you.”
“Aunt, can I go with Jenny? I would like to see her department?” Jenny smiled at Sheila.
While the elders were busy, these girls headed towards the building.
“What is it?”
“So, it was hard to find something solid on this, but someone told me to go through this site,” Jenny smiled.
“And then?”
“And then, nothing, no such lead,” Savannah snapped, jerking her hand.
“What?”
“All this time, I thought you found something, and all you have to tell me is this...”
“But someone replied to check in cult books.”
“What are the cult books?”
“And where the hell am I going to find these books?” Savannah burst, and followed the other students blindly, thinking they were heading to the office.
But indeed, they entered the wrong door. The fragrance in those papers had an ancient history. The old spine of those books is ready to reveal the treasure hiding within themselves. Savannah’s eyes widened, looking around.
“Aren’t we supposed to go to the office?” Savannah jeered, completely lost in this enigmatic place.
Jenny arched her brows. “Look around. You are in the history department.”
“So everything starts from here; all you need to do is connect someone who could give access to special editions of occult books.”
Savannah came back to the ground after appreciating this beautiful sight. “Connect someone? Like a student?”
Jenny slapped her head. “Do you think a student can help you get all those books, idiot?”
“Then?”
“Connect with a professor or the librarian,” Jenny whispered.
Savannah frowned, looking at the older adult, trying to scan the words on his keypad and trying hard to press the correct letter.
“I don’t think I will find anyone here.” Jenny’s focus shifted from Savannah’s face towards her phone.
“It’s mom. I have to submit my document. See you outside,”
Jenny left her there, heading towards her department.
Savannah scanned the crowd, half lost in their books, while others were busy watching their laptop screens.
She bit her nails, watching this would be her future in some days. Her unintentional feet took a few steps back, trying to see where she needed to submit her documents.
She turned and bumped into a wall.
Well, the wall was not hard, as she conceded. It was a human, indeed a giant human. She blinked nervously and scanned the broad spartan’s shoulder. He was taller than her with a herculean build. Her nostrils filled with branded fragrance in the presence of this man. He was holding her dainty frame, and her eyes met with his gazing, his dark eyebrows furrowing down at her.
His icy blue eyes darkened when her gaze met his. His perfect jet-black hair was slicked back, and his sculpted face was coated with a stubble beard. Her eyes traveled toward his caramel-swollen lips, which he pulled between his teeth.
She inhaled a complete breath cycle in his arms, scanning his presence, and snapped out when he slid his hand down her waist.
“I am sorry.” She whispered, chewing her lower lip.
He blinked, trying to avert his mind away from her lush lips.
“Who are you?” His manly voice created a whirlpool inside her being. His voice was denser than his looks.
“I... I...” she couldn’t make out the word; it was like he controlled everything inside her.
“My name is Savannah Lopez,”
“I am a freshman student,” she recited the word without blinking. He was one of a kind, a handsome man she had never seen.
He fixed his blazer and crotched to collect his documents.
She tried to help and questioned, “Are you a student too?”
His eyes landed on her exposed thighs, her flawless skin looking perfect with white shorts.
His jaw clenched, and he stood to give her his last gaze.
“Are you?” Her contagious smile could make others to grin, but he looked so solemn.
He heaved a low breath and looked away; he didn’t want to answer any of her questions. She stepped back as the awkwardness crippled her smile, and he walked away.
She watched him go out of her peer when Jenny came and grabbed her hand.
“Who was that handsome?”
“I don’t know,”
“He is so hot.”
Savannah rolled her eyes. “Doesn’t matter. All the hot guys are not good. He is rude,”
“I would say the rudeness suits them.”
They giggled and walked towards the reception.
“First, we have to submit the document,”
“And then you have to find someone you can rely on for your thing.”
“Yeah,” Savannah rolled her eyes.
They finished the work and came out to face their parents.
“Let’s check your dorm,” Sheil suggested.
They drove towards their dorm, which was a ten-minute walk from her university, inside the university campus.
“The location of the campus is beautiful, in the middle of nowhere, with greenery and hills,” Mark teased.
“I would say it’s good. At least these people will have nowhere to go, no pub, no club, movie,” Sheila arched her brows.
“Only studies,”
Savannah didn’t want to interrupt because she knew even though this campus was in the countryside, it still had fun to enjoy. Camping, bonfires, zipline, trails, etc.
They reached the dorm.
“It’s on the second floor,”
Jenny and Savannah’s parents entered. The living room was spacious, including the kitchen, while this dorm had two rooms.
Savannah’s room faces towards the woods, while Jenny’s towards the building.
“I hope you are not afraid of woods and scary voices,” Mark teased.
“No, I am happy.”
“That’s good, privacy and a friend’s company,” Mark added.
“Yeah.”
“Your patio slider. It’s not working,” Sheila pointed at the latch.
“We will submit a complaint about it.” Jenny made a note in her journal.
“Well, everything looks good for me. When do you want to shift?”
“Tomorrow,” Savannah bit her lips.
“Sure,”
“We will bring your stuff tomorrow,” Sheila and Mark scanned the perimeter, sensing no wolf in the area.
“It’s safe,” Mark whispered.
They drove back. Savannah was excited to explore this new life, but little did she know she had already encountered the devil on the first day of her college.
“Keep it here,” Mark rested Savannah’s bag in her room while Sheila tried to keep the curtains on the patio slider.“Green?” Mark raised a brow.“Yeah, Savannah’s favorite color is green.” Sheila smiled.“What about the living room window?”“I have a white one for that.” Sheila pointed.“Where can I put this pot, mommy,” Monique tried to help them out.“There,” Savannah pointed near the window.They settled her room.“When will Jenny come?”“Her classes will start next week. She will come next week, I guess.” Savannah informed.Anyone can read the stress line on Sheila’s face. Savannah settled next to her and grabbed her hand.“I know you are worried about me.”“I am sorry I hurt you, but I promise you I will take the pills on every full moon night and will do nothing that will hurt you.”Savannah made puppy eyes, and Sheila’s heart melted.“Oh! Baby, I love you too.” “Just be careful, and if you think something is wrong...”“I will call you, I promise.”“And I will not show my mark t
She slid down and cocked her head up. “Don’t tease a Lycan. He will rip you apart,” he warned. She stroked his pants and pulled them down. She nuzzled her nose on his member, making him growl. Slowly, she pulled his last piece of cloth down his waist, which acted as the barrier between her and him. As she took off, his serpent showed his presence. Now she had to choose which part she needed to give attention to; she licked the attentive balls and kept the same presence throughout the top. She swiped the pre-cum on her warm, glossy lips, making it glow in the shimmering light. And there she opened her mouth and engulfed his serpent in the warmth of her mouth. He clutched her hair back to see this beautiful view where she was taking him all in without gagging, touching the base of his stomach. Her hand worked hard to shaft his member, but she couldn’t hold it for over ten seconds. She promised she would not gag this time, but swallowing him down her throat was difficult, sucking
BEEP BEEP BEEP That was the most annoying sound for not a morning person. Savannah crowded her face on the pillow and covered herself with the warm duvet. Her hand trailed to shut down this annoying noise disturbing her beauty sleep. “Not now,” she groaned with heavy lashes, ready to shut down. It was a peaceful time when nobody was there to disturb her. No one was there calling her name. She thought of sleeping for five more minutes, and when she woke up, it was already nine. She scanned the time, and her eyes widened in shock. The lecture has already started, and it would not be a good impression to be late on the first day. Willy-nilly jumped out of her bed and finished her morning business. She took a quick shower that alerted her sleepy senses. Wore a gray sweater and black jeans. The weather is getting colder in this area. She wore her sneakers, grabbed her bag, locked the door, and ran, knowing she would be the last person to enter her class. She cursed for being late an
“Hello, Aunty,” Savannah called Sheila. “How was your first day?” She bit her tongue, but she promised she would hide nothing from her aunt. “Well, because I woke up late, I missed a few minutes of my class.” “Before you scold me, I promise I will be careful next time.” Sheila smiled, “Good.” “Did you meet any of your professors?” “Yeah, my anthropology professor,” “What about the rest?” “Well, today I have only two classes. My other teacher is Miss Elena Valussi,” “Is she hot?” Mark teased. “Would you like to have a punch in your face?” Sheila asked nicely. Savannah laughed, watching them. “I will let you know once I see her.” “I am going to her class, okay bye,” She hung up the phone and entered her class. With a warm welcome, Elena greeted freshman students. They attended her lecture related to occult studies and human dimensions. A thought came to Savannah’s mind, asking about body marks. She waited for the class to dismiss and walked to her teacher. “Miss Elena, I
Last night was quite uncomfortable for Savannah. When Jenny called her, Savannah was excited to know about the mark, but the things Jenny mentioned didn’t satisfy her craving to see the fact; instead, it created doubts. “So I found out this mark represents being a slave.” “What? What kind of slave?” “I am not sure, but...” “It’s some kind of supernatural ritual to enslave the entire bloodline for pleasure.” It seems surreal, but anything was possible in the old days. Being a history student, she believes there could be possibilities. “What rubbish?” Savannah snapped. “Don’t get angry with me; someone answered me on the internet.” “And you wanted me to believe this shit,” “No, I don't even believe it. But whoever answered me, at least he pointed us in a direction.” Jenny argued. “What direction? And who is he, by the way?” Savannah wiggled her brows. “I don’t know, some crazy wolf.” “But the thing is, we can find old rituals and things. I suggest you talk to your Anthropol
Savannah entered the library and looked for books to help her with the project. Now she was alone in this situation. She has to do both the fieldwork and the research work. She thought to ask for help from that old adult librarian, but yesterday’s encounter was fresh in her mind, and he might not help her with these things.There was no one she could ask for help, and with those trains of thought, she headed towards a desktop to check the books she needed to find on the same topic. She jotted down the address and scoured for it.“Oh my god,” when she approached the row, the book seemed to be at the top of the shelf, which was definitely not in her reach with her short height.She looked around for a tall person to help her, but found none. Once lost searching for a person, she chose to climb on her own with the help of a ladder.Luckily, the ladder was in the next lane, where that older man had left her before heading for lunch. She grabbed the heavy wooden pieces and dragged them to
He hovered his body over her, and she looked up, holding the pencil between her lips. “Did I do something wrong?” “Yes, you provoked me.” His eyes turned a shade darker, and hers carried the fear of the following intention. She stood gently, heaving low breaths, and looked at his stiff expressions. Before she could say anything, he clutched her arms. “Professor... I can leave.” Her hand rested against his chest. He leaned close. “You shouldn’t have done this.” He looked away, trying his best to resist his urge. She wrinkled her brows in confusion, wanting to know what she was not supposed to do, and she sucked her lower lips in nervousness. “Fuck,” he claimed her lips like he was feasting on her soul. She resisted, but he didn’t stop, pushing her to the limit where she melted in his warmth. His dominating mouth hovered over hers while the tongue made its way into her sweet mouth. Her hazel orbs were wide open, trying to think through, and he was close, focusing on his feed. She
Savannah looked around as the sky filled with a night and sprinkled stars to guide their way. “Where are we going?”“Oh! There is a beautiful spot over there. I want to show you.”They headed towards it, but his phone started buzzing, displaying Amor’s name.“Yes, brother,”“I am on a college campus.”“With a friend.” he rolled his eyes.He listened to him for a minute, and his expression could tell Savannah he was getting scolded by the elder brother.“Fine,”He hung up the phone and looked at her smiling face.“Bad moment?”“Bad brother,” he replied in a pissed-off voice.“He wanted me to come back and warned me not to roam in the mountains alone.”“Why? What’s wrong with the mountains?”“Nothing, there are wild animals, especially wolves,”“Then we should head back. I don’t want to get eaten by a wolf.” she chuckled.“But I wanted to show you the spot. It’s beautiful.”She arched her brows, trying to stay calm when he wanted to act against his brother’s will. “We will see it next t