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MATTHEW “Woah,” Enzo said. “You look like you had a good night.”I smiled as I remembered what happened last night—the way Skye moaned my name in bed. He grimaced and took a step away from me. “You reek of sex. Go get a fucking shower or something.”I smelled my shirt and shrugged my shoulders. “I smell fine,” I said. “You’re just bitter that you haven’t gotten laid in two weeks.”He rolled his eyes and started playing with the buttons on his shirt, not bothering to respond to my statement. I pursed my lips together since I wondered if I had gone to far. I know that it’s just a joke, but Keilah’s and Enzo’s relationship these past weeks have been nothing but rocky.I was about to apologize when he averted the topic. “Who did you even fuck last night?” he asked. I smiled sheepishly and didn’t dare speak.“It’s Skye, isn’t it?” he asked, causing me to release a breath I didn’t even know I was holding.“Fuck, man,” he said. “I thought you two were taking it slow.”“I know,” I mutte
KEILAHTwo more days have passed since Enzo and I argued, and Miles has been pestering me non-stop ever since.I can’t say that I enjoy having him near, but he’s doing a good job of distracting me from my feelings for Enzo. He’s also been acting stranger since the two of us talked in the garden. I bared my weaknesses and cried on his shoulder, which I’m starting to regret since he has become clingier after the said incident. Moreover, he's also begun acting weirder...almost sweeter and kinder? But I don't want to dwell on it anymore since I already have a lot on my mind. Another person who has been acting strange for the past two days is Skye. Every time she comes to my room, she smells like Matthew. And I know that they are quite close, but his scent is too strong on her that it’s already too unusual. I’ve tried asking her about it, but she evades my questions every time. I think I have a hunch about what’s happening, but I didn’t bring it up. If what I’m thinking is right, th
KEILAHMy mouth hung wide open as I realized everything that had happened for the past few moments. I thought that I could finally trust him after his apology, but it seemed like one big ploy to get me to his room. "Dad," he muttered under his breath. "What did you put in the juice?" he asked. "Something that you'll like very much, son," Ricky said. "Aphrodisiac. It supposedly awakens werewolves' rut and heat in just a few moments!""Dad!" he exclaimed, but I couldn't hear a word they were saying after I heard the word "Aphrodisiac."For some reason, after he said it, I felt heat creeping up my body—like the effect of the aphrodisiac was finally taking place. "Well, I'm not going to stay here longer," Ricky said. "I want the two of you to enjoy the rest of the day to yourselves. I'll make sure that no one comes by your room and will lock the door outside.""No!" I shouted, coming back to my senses. I tried to run after him before he could close the door, but he had already slamme
KEILAH“Please,” I whispered. “Prove to me that you’re a good person. You never wanted any of this, right? You don’t love me. You don’t even like me. You’re not going to be happy if you marry me.”He didn’t respond, so I felt hopeful that he was going to change his mind. “If you do proceed with this,” I said. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life hating you. You're not going to be happy, and neither will I.”“Shit,” he cursed, moving away from me and pacing back and forth. I sighed in relief when he finally moved away from me. “I—I’m sorry,” he said once again. “I just want the throne so fucking bad.”“Do you, really?” I asked. “Do you want the throne, or do you want to please your dad?”“I don’t know,” he muttered under his breath. “I’ve chased the throne for so long and competed with Enzo since we were children that I don’t know what I even want anymore.”“I think it’s time you start thinking for yourself and not about what other people think of you,” I softly said. “I know,”
ENZO I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. I saw Skye and Matthew still comforting Keilah, while I stood frozen in the doorway while looking at the three of them. They seemed to notice my presence as they suddenly turned over my way. "What are you doing here?" Skye snapped. I pursed my lips together. "Can I talk to Keilah?" I softly asked. Skye didn't respond and gauged Keilah's reaction. When she slowly nodded her head, I let out a sigh of relief. "Are you really okay?" Skye asked, making sure. "Yes," Keilah said. "I want to talk to him too. I'll be fine." Matthew and Skye left the room, leaving the two of us all alone. I slowly made my way toward her while she remained seated on her bed. I sat down next to her and couldn't find the right words to say. I saw the red spot on her cheek and reached out my hand to gently touch the area. She flinched in response, causing me to draw my hand away. "Does it hurt?" I asked, attempting to caress the area once more.
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature sexual content. Read at your own discretion.ENZOShe started removing her clothes, and I couldn't take away my eyes off the glorious sight. "Why are you so quiet?" she asked, chuckling. I gulped and placed my hand on the dip of her hips. However, she slapped my hand and shook her head. "You're not allowed to touch me," she said. "What?" I asked. "How are we going to do this, then?"She smiled and leaned closer to my lips, not quite touching yet so close. I wanted to lean toward her and just ravish her lips right then and there, but something was telling me that she was not going to like that. So I wallowed in torture with the close proximity we had. "I'm going to do all the work," she said, finally placing a kiss on my lips. However, it was too quick that it didn't satiate my hunger.I looked into her eyes and took a sharp intake of breath. She looks like my Keilah, and she definitely sounds like my Keilah, but I had some trouble
MILES "Are you okay?" I heard Mandy ask from behind me. I put out the cigarette I was holding and placed it in the ash tray, fully aware that she doesn't like the scent of cigarette smoke. "Yeah," I muttered under my breath, the taste of the cigarette still lingering in my tongue. "You don't have to lie to me, you know?" she suddenly said. "You only ever smoke when you're upset." "I smoke all the time," I defended. "That's because you're upset all the time," she retorted. "But I can see the look in your eyes. You're not okay." I sighed and leaned back against the wall. "What do you want me to say, then? I can handle my feelings well, so I'm still okay." "I don't know," she shrugged her shoulders. "Tell me what you feel, at least? Mom and dad have been banished from the kingdom after what they'd schemed, so maybe you feel upset about that." I chuckled and shook my head. "Trust me—that's the least of my worries right now. I'm happy that they aren't here anymore. They never real
SKYE I took a step to the side, still with my gaze on the two of them. I knew instantly that they knew they were mates. It was apparent in the way they looked at each other. However, they didn't acknowledge it with words—as if it was no longer needed. They were mates. No questions are needed. Matthew stood up from the couch and walked over to where she was. I was right beside her, but his gaze did not deviate toward me—not even once. "Hi," he breathlessly said, an amazed smile on his face. "Good morning," Summer greeted, still with a professional voice. "Shall we start with our discussion?" Matthew cleared his throat and took a step back. "Right," he said. "You can sit over here." He sat back down on the couch and gestured toward the spot next to him, where I originally sat. "Thank you," Summer said, sitting down next to him. It shouldn't hurt like this. It really shouldn't. Especially since he already made our relationship very clear in the beginning.