Zayan's Point of ViewThe trout taunted me with their slow movements. Swirling. Gliding. Ignoring my fucking bait that was right in front of them. Hell, I even whipped the fly fishing rod the way my dad had taught me. Nothing. They remained unphased by my effort. Which infuriated me more. "Unclench your jaw, Zayan. You are scaring the fish." My dad mocked, a taunting smile on his lips. We were about knee depth in the pond. Could feel the cool rush of water against the rubber fishing suit I wore. It was uncomfortable but so was this entire experience. I wasn't a waiting type of person. Hated fishing to my very core.And my dad adored it. So we compromised and promised to spend at least one afternoon a week fishing. A nice relaxing afternoon with just the two of us. Even my phone had been switched off. Which was torture, considering my current predicament with Kamari."They hate the lure I am using," I growled out. This led to my dad chuckling beside me. Effortlessly, he whipped his
Kamari's Point of View The universities deeper into the country seemed more promising than the ones close by. Mainly because they were human-run and not wolf-run. My odds of getting into a wolf university were scarce, seeing as the color of my fur was now on my permanent record. Like some fucking criminal charge. But several human universities had promising programs. The first step I had to take in becoming a psychiatrist would be to study medicine. Which wasn't a walk in the park but at least I had decent enough grades to enroll. A scholarship wasn't even close to being on the table. Up until now, I had thought my dream of going to study would never come true. Then Zayan came and gave me a way to realize it. For that, I would always be thankful. Seven years in medicine. One year in a public hospital. Then specialization for another three years. Eleven years of my life, gone in a flash. My dad wouldn't move with me. I had an inkling he had something on with the sweet barista from
Kamari's Point of ViewJust inside the treeline, Zayan finally shook himself out of his daze. In two or three pumps of his legs, he was beside me. Grabbed my elbow to keep me from going in deeper. When he spun me around, he was faced with a smile on my lips.Because this felt oddly like a teenage movie. The brave heroine was sneaking out to meet her love interest. Normally in a teenage movie, that meant the jock or the rich kid that wasn't supposed to like her. In my case, it meant a brooding wolf that looked like he just stepped off the vogue cover. But also looked ready to kill anyone that might interrupt us.A heady combination that I couldn't always wrap my mind around. "What if someone sees us?" He whispered. His face was a mask of concern. Eyebrows pinched in. Lips tugged into a thin line. Which was a fucking shame, seeing as he had the most kissable lips."How do you always come into the pack without being detected?" I asked again and raised an eyebrow at him. Zayan rolled hi
Zayan's Point of ViewFuck. Fuck. Fuck.I snuck a look at her back there. Her ass. The curve of her spine. Fuck. She was perfectly sculpted. Her hair fell so lovingly to her ass. I wanted to groan when I saw it. But then she was turning and staring at me so that I couldn't even breathe. Having her attention so fully on me set fire to my insides.But standing here in this cave with her, all I could think about was how that patch of moss over there could be the perfect bed. How she could hold onto the rock behind it when she sat on my face. And once we were spent. Happy and trembling. We could dive into the pool to clean ourselves. Maybe even end up having another round in the crystal clear waters."This is the kind of place you can only find in story books," I murmured but felt stupid the moment the words left my lips.Story books? Really? What the fuck was I even thinking? I wasn't, that's the fucking problem. I was too lost in thoughts about her. How her skin would taste. How it wo
Kamari's Point of ViewThe kiss took me off-guard. Curled my toes into the damp earth.But what he had said before was even better. I was wanted and needed. He craved me more than I craved him. Zayan was just restraining himself. Until this moment. Until this cave and all these emotions between us. His hand held my hip tightly to him. Tugged me in close whilst the other wrapped around my cheek. His tongue lapped at the inside of my bottom lip. Asked permission to enter. I granted it. Savored the feel of him.It was my first kiss. My first real kiss. Not some kiddy joke that we did after school back when boys had cooties. This time around, the feel of him pressed into me, I couldn't imagine that I had ever been so fucking dumb to think I could die from this. From this desire that lit something in my soul on fire. Zayan moved his lips over mine. Changed his tempo every so often. The sensation was driving me wild. The slow followed by a hot swirl of need and breath. His hand dropped
Kamari's Point of View With my ear pressed so tightly against Zayan's chest, I could hear his heartbeat perfectly. It was a steady thump. A reassurance that I hadn't hallucinated the entire thing. Although my pleasantly sore cunt would also attest to his lasting presence. Zayan was toying with a strand of my hair. Tugged it between two fingers and curled it whenever he felt like it. At times when I moved he would hum in satisfaction and kiss the top of my head. An endearing action that left me warm on the inside. Surprisingly, the cold spray from the waterfall felt somewhat warmer now. The interior of the cave lit up with heat. Maybe it was my imagination. The giddy part of my brain that refused to see anything through normal lenses at the moment. Everything was rose gold. "What are you thinking about?" Zayan grumbled, interrupting my perfect loop of his heartbeat. I squirmed in his arm and propped myself up on an elbow. Black hair was pasted to his forehead. Curls drew up in eve
Zayan's Point of ViewThere was fire in her eyes. Deep and rumbling. It licked up the sides of her irises. Touched her mind caressingly and altered it permanently. I could see it happen in real-time.Notice the way her smile went from timid to vindictive. How her eyelashes only caressed under her eye every once in a while. She was fully alert. And from this angle, incredibly enticing.I had been right. She had changed for the better. A tedious process but she was well on her way to being more than I ever thought she could be. Her mother had done her in and in return, she wrote her off.Her confession made me feel horrible about answering Eris. About actually contemplating going back to her. Even if it was just sleeping with her. This woman in front of me might never fully be mine but fuck.I would always adore watching her grow even if it meant I had to be at a distance. "Eris called me the other night." My voice hitched as I told her the truth. Showed her the more broken part of my
Kamari's Point of View I was woken up by the sounds of birds singing on the outside. To Zayan's light snoring beside me. The earth was damper than last night. Coated in a sheen of droplets that fell from the roof. Even my red dress was plastered to me. We had gotten dressed after our swim last night. When I carried on shivering, Zayan resorted to folding me in his arms and cradling me close to his chest. It worked. I slept through the entire night with a promise that I would be up before the sun. Before Gaelan woke up and noticed I wasn't home. Which was exactly why my heart was pounding out of my chest now. The sun was up and so were the birds. He would have noticed my absence. Worried about where I was. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I cursed and flung Zayan's arm off of me. His snoring stopped the moment I stood. Eyes opened in a flash. "What's wrong?" His voice was still filled with sleep. Had a husky note to it that sent spirals down to my groin. But I couldn't think about that r