But she was so confident in her strength, I wondered if her wolf was as powerful as she seemed to think.
And that’s when I began to recall Norman’s words.
These are what the candidates look like. How well-trained and strong will the students at the academy be?
Am I getting ahead of myself by even applying to this academy? But then, how else would I get my revenge?
“Step back, Baldie. You mess with my sister, you mess with me.”
Salem’s voice was calm but filled with menace as she delivered the threat from where she sat. Her skin began to turn a faint purple, a warning of what she was capable of. Her wolf must have been ready to surface.
“I’m not scared of two Barbie dolls. You want a fight? Meet me in the backyard after midnight,” Lamar sneered, brushing past Sydney and nearly knocking her with his shoulder. She cursed under her breath but didn’t retaliate.
“Go change, or you’ll catch a cold,” Lucy quickly urged, gently pushing me towards the bathroom before Sydney could focus on me again.
Once inside, I peeled off my tracksuit and quickly washed it, hoping it would dry by morning. I wasn’t sure it would, especially since it was still raining outside.
After taking a shower, I returned to my mattress and lay down, staring at the ceiling. I didn’t have the appetite to eat anything.
So many thoughts and memories kept swirling in my mind. After a few minutes, I began to doze off, only to wake up past midnight with my stomach growling, begging for food.
“Ugh!” I groaned, curling up and trying to ignore it, but the toll of those ten miles had caught up with me. My back ached, my legs were cramping, and my whole body felt weak. I wondered what it must feel like to have an active wolf.
Why wasn’t I given one? The Moon Goddess had granted me these pheromones without hesitation, so why not a wolf?
I realized if I stayed lying there, ignoring my hunger, I’d spiral into yet another angry rant against the Moon Goddess.
I just wanted to grab something to eat and go back to sleep.
I quietly slipped out of my mattress, careful not to disturb the others. The shelter was dark, and I made my way to the backyard. The rain had eased, but it was still coming down steadily.
I silently wished for clear skies by morning. Emmet mentioned tomorrow would be an intelligence test, and he expected me to excel. Or maybe he just said that to make me feel better?
I guess I’d never know.
Yawning and rubbing my eyes, I made my way to the kitchen. But before I could reach for the door, I realized it was already wide open.
What I saw inside was a sight I did not want to witness.
I remembered Lamar challenging Sydney to a fight earlier. Well, it seemed they had decided to settle their differences in a very different kind of “battle.”
Sydney was sitting on the counter, with Lamar standing between her legs, his dick going in and out of her in a rough manner. His hands roamed freely on her naked body, biting her nipples while she moaned, and her fingers gripped his back, pulling him closer as their bodies moved in sync.
“Faster,” she whispered, leaning back, her eyes half-closed, urging him on. He responded with a hard lick of her tit, his lips trailing around her areolas.
Their movements grew more intense as she demanded more from him, and with a swift turn, he positioned her differently, turning her around on the counter and smacking her ass hard. The kitchen was thick with tension, their voices low but filled with urgency.
“You want it rough?” Lamar muttered under his breath, his tone dark and challenging as he tightened his grip on her hair, his hand lightly slapping her asscheek yet again.
Sydney responded with a breathless moan, her body arching into him as she whispered, “I like that,” a satisfied smirk playing on her lips.
That’s when I instinctively stepped back, and the floorboard beneath me creaked. The sound shattered their moment, freezing them in place. Slowly, their heads turned toward me, expressions shifting as they realized they were no longer alone.
Helanie:
I clenched my fists in anxiety, stepping back, unable to tear my gaze away from them. I could tell they weren’t pleased to see me standing there.
Quickly, I turned to leave, but a commotion behind me stopped me in my tracks. As I hurried, I slipped on the slick steps and nearly landed on my butt. However, I didn’t hit the ground.
Lamar had grabbed me from behind. I didn’t know how he reached me so fast, but the distance was short.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he muttered in my ear, pulling me back into the kitchen and slamming the door shut.
He tossed me across the room, my body flying and landing lightly, like a feather.
Sydney was hastily pulling on her pink gown while Lamar finished adjusting his pants. He didn’t bother to button his shirt, revealing his abs.
“So, you ruined our fun, huh?” Lamar sneered, cracking his knuckles, looking disturbingly unhinged.
“I was just looking for… food,” I mumbled, keeping my head down, avoiding eye contact in an attempt not to provoke them.
“Well, consider yourself lucky tonight because you found more than just a snack,” he snickered, his fingers slowly and deliberately tracing his abs, his voice dripping with arrogance.
“I’ll just go back to the shelter,” I said, trying to stand up, but the way Sydney shoved Lamar from behind made it clear I wasn’t supposed to move.
“What? You want her to join us?” Lamar joked, glancing at Sydney while she grunted. She hadn’t even looked me in the eye the whole time.
“She saw us! She’s going to tell everyone I was messing around with you in this run-down kitchen,” Sydney hissed, her voice rising before she caught herself, lowering it to avoid waking anyone in the shelter.
I doubted that would happen.
“So, what do you want me to do about it?” Lamar rolled his eyes at her, placing his hands on his hips. They both stood in front of the door, making sure I didn’t move.
“I won’t tell anyone. I don’t gossip,” I quickly assured her, genuinely meaning it. I had no intention of spreading rumors. But she shook her head furiously.
“No! I won’t let her walk through the hallways and give me that look, like ‘Oh, I know your secret,’” she said dramatically, shrugging her shoulders, trying to paint me as some kind of nosy gossiper.
“But I wouldn’t. And why would anyone believe me, even if I did say something?” I asked, confused about what she was trying to accomplish by keeping me here. It wasn’t like she could make me forget, so what was she really up to?
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