Ariel's POV…. Of all the individuals I had to encounter, it just had to be her, didn't it? I mean, what the hell is she even to do in Light College? She doesn't even look like someone who is serious in her studies, so why the f*** is she here? I guess I wasn't the only one who felt disgusted by her presence, since Shantel kept glaring resentfully at me. “From a waitress to a cleaner, why aren't I surprised?” she spoke arrogantly as she alighted from the car. “What the hell did you just say?” I mumbled slowly. She smiled tauntingly before shutting the car door. Roaming my eyes around her, I could tell at an instant her outfit was f****** expensive—my eyes landed quickly on the designer purse she held, and I somewhat felt jealous. Like, why in hell's name does good things keep going to bad people?“Oh, I see you're gaping uncontrollably at it. Well, it is understandable since you won't be able to ever afford something as flashy as this until the day you die—heck! I'm f****** sure even
Kevin's POV….Never did I imagine Shantel would be as stupid and dense as she is right now. From the onset, I'm aware she can get real daft, but I never considered she'll get involved in a fight on the first day of school. Like, what the fuck is wrong with that girl? The instant I heard that it was Shantel Raven causing a commotion, I couldn't stop myself from forcing my way into the crowd, heading for her. I had gotten stepped on by several people and trust me my feet hurt like hell. Then again, I kept going through. Finally arriving at the scene, I frowned upon seeing it's truly Shantel. She's presently engaged in a brawl with Chloe, although they aren't physically fighting. Instead, they were engaged in a hot verbal exchange of words. “I heard their fathers are mortal foes”“Shantel is beautiful, right?”“Sometimes I wonder if they can ever get along?”“Why would they come on the same day?”“Doesn't it seem planned?”“By the devil?”The mummers emanating from the crowd didn't re
Chapter Fifty-One. Writer's POV… “Welcome back mistress!” the respectful greeting of the maid echoed in her ears, yet she didn't respond, instead simply kept walking away. On the long, spacious and luxurious hallway, she could be seen taking elegant strides with the elongated end of her robe sweeping the carpet. Behind her, trailed a diligent maid with her head bowed—a rule of the mansion is to avoid having direct eye-contact with the mistress. Finally, she halted in front of a gigantic red door; it was so huge, one would accidentally mistake it for a gate. Despite the massiveness of it, the maid solely opened it, paving way for her mistress. Once it parted ways, she strolled in steadily. The room was definitely spacious and was brightly illuminated. A ball—a glass crystal ball, specifically, was placed at the center and was kept on a rounded table. Subsequently, she stood in front of it, then brought her hands forth. Slowly, she shut her brown hazelnut eyes closed before r
Chapter Fifty-Two. Kevin's POV….The amount of anger, hate, and resentment surging through my entire soul increased tremendously once my eyes landed on Ariel's bleeding cheek. The ball of blood rolled down her cheeks, eventually reaching her chin. I gritted. How dare they? These lowly bastards had the fucking guts to lay hands on my mate? How gusty they are? — may the moon goddess forgive them in hell, but I fucking won't. Ariel seemed perplexed, then again her eyes doubled in size, probably after she figured out my identity. “Kevin!” she gasped loudly while dragging her feet backwards. She eventually fell hard on the dried grass, but that didn't interrupt her state of flabbergast. It's understandable why she's so dumbfounded, since it's the first time I'm revealing my wolf form. I tore my gaze from Ariel when the crouching of the leaves were heard. Swiftly, I glared disgustingly at the wolves. I'm far from bigger than they are and judging from their fearful countenance, I can s
Chapter Fifty-Three. Kevin's POV…As much as I tried, my eyes refused to stop dilating in awe—like what the fuck? How in hell's name did Ariel transform into such a rare wolf? I'm not surprised she let her wolf out, but…this…?Isn't her form far too formidable and utterly shocking? I wasn't the only one gaping speechlessly, our attackers did the same—in fact, while I gawked helplessly yet gleefully, their manes were soaked with fear. One let out a low growl and took a step backwards without its eyes leaving Ariel's pulchritudinous wolf—judging from the way he stared at her, it was super obvious he's think of running. Turns out, Its comrade seemed to be supporting the idea, since they all began withdrawing quietly. I badly wanted to apprehend them, but that's utterly impossible; I can barely move due to the immense pain I'm experiencing. A raucous growl elicited from Ariel's lips—she seemed rather infuriated, and her oceanic blue eyes were filled with bloodthirstiness. Before I cou
Chapter Fifty-Four. Kevin's POV…Oh, fuck…! Of all the people I could possibly have to run into first thing in the morning, it had to be ma'am Agnes. Like…doesn't this woman have things to do at home? Or is tormenting me constantly a great sport for her?I had hoped, thought, prayed and begged she'll never cross paths with me again once I get into College. But no…it's literally impossible. I'm certain she's a witch. Despite the unfriendly gaze I sent her way, she refused to acknowledge it. “Cat got your tongue, Kevin? You can't greet me?” she snickered again, but this time more widely.I clutched my knuckles, but not too tightly, since most of my injuries were fresh—I desperately want to avoid opening them. Ariel would kill me. “Yeah. I guess you can say that. I… Wasn't expecting you here. What are you doing here, ma'am? You're greatly mistaken if you think this is Ace's room” I added that last part—maybe she's in here accidentally?Ma'am Agnes grinned, then let out a soft chuckle.
Chapter Fifty-Five. Ariel's POV….“Call an ambulance!”“Quick, someone should call a damn ambulance!”“That young man is bleeding profusely. If nothing's done, he's going to die…!”While the onlookers ran their mouths uncontrollably, I rushed hysterically towards Kevin. There, laying seemingly lifeless on the road, was Kevin—he wasn't moving. He didn't seem alive, instead the large cut on his head made it appear he's dead. This can't be happening to me! No, this can't be happening at all. Arriving at the spot where blood flooded, I knelt sharply on the floor, then cupped his bloodied head. “Kevin! Kevin? Kevin, fucking wake up! Open your darn eyes and look at me!” I yelled frantically with tears threatening to flow down my eyes. “Kevin! Kevin!” I practically screamed my lungs out, yet that didn't matter—nothing those; the violent thudding in my chest that soon metamorphosed into pain didn't—the pains I felt swelling in my lungs didn't either. While I wailed excessively, the siren o
Chapter Fifty-Six. Chloe's POV…“Fuck! Today's shitty as hell” Jenna groaned tiredly as we walked into the cafeteria. Since we're both in the same College, our bond practically grew stronger daily. Although Jenna and I aren't basically what they call the perfect duo, we share a common interest—our unending hatred for Ariel. Never in my life have I seen someone aside from myself despise Ariel as much as Jenna does. I don't have the idea why she resents Ariel, but do I give a fuck? Nah. I don't. Not only that, but I've always been looking for an ally to help take Ariel down, and now I've found the perfect one. The instant we stepped into the cafeteria, most of the students scurried away. “Wow! I love your aura cousin” Jenna smirked haughtily, probably enjoying how feared I am. Well, it's only natural. Back in high school, I wasn't the type to stick out too much but here in College, I think it won't be a bad idea. I settled on a chair with Jenna. Our lunches were served unlike other