“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
Her senses were all over the place, and everything blurred out momentarily. With less sense of direction, she ran towards the restroom. Her body was on fire, especially the mark on her back.She locked the door and checked every block. No one was there to see her horrible condition. She took off her sweater and turned to see her mark was burning like somebody had burned her body with a hot iron. Scared as hell, she couldn’t believe the marks were coming on her entire body like somebody trying to come out. But her focus was on her shoulder blade; she hissed, touching it. The claw mark on her skin scorched her layer by layer.“What is happening to me?” She cried and washed her mark with water. But as the water touched the spot, it evaporated. She needed her aunt. It was not a usual thing to endure on her own.The burning settled a bit when washed the mark continuously as long as it took her to calm down. She wore her sweater back and washed her face. She was one shade of red, and her sk
Clueless, Savannah has been trying to figure out the cause of her suffering. She knew nothing about these supernatural mysteries that existed in the same world and never realized the effect of a full-moon night could be that impactful on her. She carried the paramour’s blood, and as a regular wolf, she had come to the age where her wolf was about to show up. It was her first full-moon night where the chances of her wolf showing up boosted. And if her wolf took over her body, it would harm this poor clueless girl. Sheila, driving like crazy, wanted to reach Savannah before she changed into her wolf. She forgot about the full-moon night and cursed herself for it. For the entire ride, Sheila prayed for Savannah; the dangerous part would carry a paramour bloodline. She would emit the heat to lure every wolf in the territory to mate with her, and as promised to her mother, Sheila ought to resist it. Sheila needed to give those pills to someone that would not allow her to surface a wolf
The cold weather seeps through her thin cloth to drain her heat, reminding her she had forgotten the sweater back in her dorm.With a stuttering chin, she wrapped her hands around her frame to shield the heat emitted by her body. Heading back from the university to her dorm, it was hardly a fifteen-minute walk, which she loved. It’s been a week in this new environment, it’s different, but she couldn’t afford to complain about it. She begged for this and now enjoying this new college life.She turned the perimeter of her wrist to check the time; it was six, and she was late. She grabbed her bag and started walking towards her dorm; a few students were roaming, but most of them tried to avoid getting out of their room because the winter in these mountains seemed hard to bear.While walking toward her dorm, she pulled her earplugs and entangled them, but something caught her focus in the woods. “Hello,” she called, but no noise rebounded. That was not the first time she felt stalked; jus