LOGINKillian’s point of view“I’m here to see you,” I tell her, my voice low.She doesn’t even hesitate. She throws her head up, her jaw locking into a stubborn line, and tries to push right past me to get to the glass doors.Before she can take another step, I wrap my arm around her waist, lift her right off her feet, and hoist her over my shoulder. I turn on my heel, ignoring the sharp gasp that leaves her mouth, and head straight back down the steps toward my car.“Killian! Put me down! Let me go!” she screams, her fists hammering against my back.I don’t say a word. I just raise my hand, deliver a spank to her ass, and she goes still in shock.A second later, she starts squirming again, kicking her legs, so I do it a second time until she stops fighting. I reach my car, yank the passenger door open, and slide her safely onto the leather seat.“We are going to talk, Dawn. No matter what,” I bark, leaning into the car’s interior to prevent her from sliding out.She glares up at me, her e
Dawn’s point of viewThe man looks dangerous and radiates violent energy. He just smashed my phone into pieces on the asphalt and almost hit me, but Lauriel stepped right into the line of fire to shield me.Before his fist could connect with her face, Andrea arrived out of nowhere. He grabs the man’s wrist in a grip. The man twists, trying to throw punches with his free hand, but Andrea is strong, easily throwing his weight forward to pin the guy’s arm back.I look over at LJ, and my chest tightens. She looks so confused, her eyes are wide, and her lips are trembling. She looks like she might break down right here in the parking lot. The one person who always keeps it together for me. The badass friend who protects me looks like she is about to shatter.I quickly move, grabbing her upper arms and pulling her flush against my side to hold her close.The man glares at Andrea, his teeth bared. “You’re going to pay for this, asshole.”Andrea doesn’t even blink. His jaw is tight, and his e
Lauriel’s Point of ViewI wake up with a pounding headache. My back is pressed flat against something hard and warm.I blink a few times against the morning light filtering through the blinds, the foggy haze of the alcohol slowly lifting.The moment I realized I was wrapped in someone’s heavy arms, panic hit me like a bucket of ice water. Dawn isn’t built like a brick wall, which means I left the party last night without her.God, I’m such a terrible friend.I lift the sheet and look down at my body. I’m naked.A wave of pure dread washes over me. I slowly slide out from under the heavy arm draped over my waist, trying not to wake the sleeping giant beside me, and throw on my scattered clothes. I don’t even look back at the bed before rushing out into the hallway.The second the full weight of what I’ve done sinks in, I make a beeline for the dorms. I have spent the last several hours in my head, desperately trying to figure out how to handle the mess I’m making. When I finally reach
Dawn’s point of view“I’m so sorry, D,” LJ apologizes for what feels like the hundredth time just this morning, her face full of guilt.I give her the same answer I’ve been giving her all morning. “It’s okay, LJ. Really.”She looks at me closely, scanning my face to see if I actually mean it. When I force a small, reassuring smile onto my lips, she lets out a sigh of relief.The tension drains from her shoulders, and she drops onto my mattress, pulling her legs up to sit cross-legged in the center of my bed.“So, tell me again exactly what happened,” she says, leaning forward.I take a deep breath and explain the entire event from last night: how I walked up the stairs, how I found Killian at the end of the hall, and the way Sabrina was draped all over him right outside that bedroom door. As the words leave my mouth, LJ nervously chews on her lower lip.“Sabrina?” she murmurs, her brow furrowing. “Honestly, D, I’ve never heard anything about those two before. It really could have been
Dawn’s point of view“Kill didn’t make it worse for me!” I snap back, tearing myself out of his embrace. My voice echoes sharply in the dark park.I can’t believe he’s trying to compare a stupid, thoughtless high school comment to the torment I endured. Yes, Damian is desperately trying to defend his girlfriend right now, but Bree ruined me.“You know what she did to me, Damian!” I snap, the words pouring out like venom, and I can’t stop them. “I can’t even eat a full meal or look at myself in a mirror because of her! I can’t walk anywhere on this campus without a label on my back! I can’t clear my head of dark thoughts because of what she put me through, and you went out and got with her anyway!”“I’m sorry, D,” he whispers, his voice cracking. He reaches out, his large hands gently cupping my cheeks to wipe away the fresh tears. “I just... I didn’t know what else I could do.”I close my eyes, letting out a breath. I give him a tiny nod to show that I hear him, but the emotional exha
Damian’s point of viewHe swings a punch, and it lands on my jaw, the force of it rattling my teeth, but I don’t back down. Not this time. I am so fucking tired of him. I am tired of his anger and the trail of wreckage he leaves in his wake.“I told you to stay away from her!” I roar, throwing my weight forward and driving my fist into his ribs.Killian stumbles, coughing out a bitter laugh as he lunges back at me. “Oh, brother, please. She was mine before you played that fucking trick! You don’t get to tell me shit!”I know what he means. I don’t fucking care. Dawn is mine; he lost her.We are still tearing into each other, shoulders slamming against the drywall, when the footsteps of campus security echo down the hall. Three guards throw themselves between us, tearing us apart. I’m breathing heavily, wiping a streak of blood from my lip, glaring at my brother through the space separating us.“You don’t deserve a person like Dawn,” I spit, my chest heaving.Killian just laughs, a col
Killian Point of ViewDamian had his hands on her. He had his fucking hands on what’s mine.He touched what is mine, and I can’t get the image out of my head. His hands on her arm, his face close to hers, and how he almost reached for her.“Kill.”“Why the hell was he touching you?” I ask, my voice
Dawn’s Point of ViewI am running as fast as I can once the car comes to a stop in front of the mansion.I go through the foyer, then up the stairs. LJ is behind me, calling my name, and all I can think is that something happened to her, that she is hurt. Mrs. Larsen has been a mother to me ever si
Damian’s Point of ViewI never thought I would see the day Dawn looked at me like I was a monster. For as long as I can remember, she has looked at me as if I hung the stars for her.It was as if I were the safest place in every room, the way her eyes would always search for me whenever she walked
Dawn’s Point of View“Damn, baby. You’re a squirter,” he says, and I blink, heat rushing to my cheeks, but he laughs, his voice so carefree.I see his still hard, and I feel selfish. “Let me suck you.” I try to reach for him, but he shakes his head.He stops me gently, cupping my face. “Not tonight







