LOGINThe party had long since dissolved into cheerful chaos. Laughter echoed through the spacious room as empty glasses gathered on the table, evidence of countless rounds of drinks and endless teasing. The spinning bottle seemed to possess a will of its own, repeatedly pointing toward the same unfortunate victim. Silus. Every single time, the question remained unchanged. "Who's your secret crush?" Each time the question was asked, Silus merely smiled—a strained, tight-lipped smile that revealed nothing. Instead of answering, he reached for another glass, tilting his head back to swallow the burning liquid in one smooth motion. Mathew watched him with an increasingly troubled expression. His brows drew together as Silus emptied yet another shot. "Who is it?" Mathew asked quietly, leaning closer so only Silus could hear. Silus merely shrugged, avoiding his gaze. "No one." "If there's no one," Mathew replied, his voice firm, "then why did you drink?" Silus blinked at him, already
They finally arrived at their destination.The bus rolled to a stop with a tired groan, and the students spilled out one by one, stretching limbs stiff from the long ride. Their teacher clapped her hands twice to gather their attention before calling out over the noise."Guys… you can arrange your bags in the rooms that I assigned for everyone."A shuffle of movement followed as students checked their room numbers, dragging suitcases and duffel bags toward the building. Mathew fell into step beside Silius, his sharp eyes scanning the list pinned near the entrance."Which room are you in?" he asked."Room 1," Silius answered, glancing up at him. "What about you?""Room 5." Mathew's jaw tightened slightly at the number, as though it personally offended him. "Wait here… I'll go and find someone who's in Room 1 and make him switch with me."Silius blinked, already shaking his head before Mathew could take a single step. "I don't think you can do that."Mathew paused, turning back toward h
The hum of the vehicle was steady, almost lulling, but the air around Michael Volkov and his brother was anything but calm. Silius had drifted off somewhere between the last stop and now, his head tilted against the window, unaware of the quiet war being waged just beside him.Mathew rose first. He always did. There was something about the way Silius slept — defenseless, unaware — that made his brother's instincts sharpen like a blade. He walked toward them without a word, stopping just short of where Michael sat."Move," he said, the single word carrying the weight of a warning wrapped in frost.Michael didn't so much as flinch. He tilted his head up at Mathew, unbothered, almost amused. "Why should I?""Do you want me to punch you in the face and make you move?"The threat hung in the air, but before either of them could act on it, Silius stirred in his sleep, a soft, unconscious sound escaping him. Both brothers froze, their argument suspended mid-air, and for a moment neither dare
The knock came again, sharp and insistent against the wood of Mathew's door.He was sprawled on his back across his bed, arms folded behind his head, staring at the ceiling without really seeing it. His thoughts had been circling the same question for the better part of an hour — how could Silius act like it meant nothing? How could he send his own brother, an omega just like himself, into his room without so much as a second thought? Didn't he care at all?Knock knock.Mathew's jaw tightened. He ignored it the first time, and when the sound came a second time, he ground his teeth and pushed himself up off the mattress. Whoever it was clearly wasn't going to give up.He crossed the room in a few short strides and yanked the door open, ready to snap at whoever was on the other side.The words died in his throat."I told you to fuckin—" he started, the anger already rising, before his eyes landed on the person standing there. Silius.Silius tilted his head, offering that small, uncertai
"*Sigh* Anyway," Silius's mother said, settling herself more comfortably onto the couch beside him, the earlier interruption already smoothed over. "How's your studies going?""I.. it's going great," Silius said, straightening slightly, already bracing for what usually followed that particular question."Ughh.. don't tell me you're still in second place," she said, a note of disappointment threading through the words before he'd even confirmed anything."…" Silius said nothing, which was, in its own way, confirmation enough."If you had put more effort into studying," she continued, "this shouldn't have happened.""I… I'll try my best from now on," Silius said quickly, eyes dropping to his hands."You better do that," she said, and though her tone stayed light, there was an edge underneath it that Silius had long since learned to recognize."*Look down*" was all he offered, unable to meet her eyes.His mother's expression softened, just slightly, and she reached over to touch his shou
In the living room.Silius was on the couch scrolling through his phone while Mathew lay stretched across his lap, trying to get Silius's attention but failing miserably, as Silius was far too absorbed in whatever he was reading to notice."Ugh…" Mathew huffed, shifting pointedly. "What the fuck are you looking at your phone? Are you texting someone?"He propped himself up on one elbow, narrowing his eyes. "I swear to god that if I find someone on—""*Flick his forehead*" Silius's hand shot out before Mathew could finish the threat, thumping him square between the eyes. "No, I'm not.""I'm just…" he trailed off, still scrolling."Just what?" Mathew pressed, rubbing his forehead."Um…" Silius finally looked up, eyes bright with the particular excitement of someone who'd found a good story to tell. "Do you know Zane?""Zane Grey?" he added, when Mathew's expression stayed blank."No, who's that?" Mathew frowned."He's a model, a singer, and blaah blaah blaaah," Silius said, waving a han
I took few steps backwards as the men stepped forward steadily. Jason snarled. His arms dropped till he held one of my hands in a death grip. I had hoped it wouldn't come to this. The nearest patrol point was miles from where we were. We had ventured deeper into the woods today. Not even a scream ca
THEODORE POV"slow down... Jason". I shouted. I ran behind him."catch me". he replied as he changed into his wolf in mid-air, he raced faster into the woods leaving dust, rotten leaves and twigs in his wake.I groaned as I watch him disappear into the woods ahead. I hated that I couldn't shift int
LAYLA POV The wind blew softly carrying with it the sweet smell of wet wood and lemon. I sniffed the air again and again as I drove closer to the pack house. I knew what the smell meant. my mate is close by. perhaps in the pack house ahead as the smell grew stronger. I fought against my wolf, shi
THEODORE POV I wheezed as I ran into the ridge forest. bad idea... my wolf said. I ignored her, running faster, jumping boulders, dodging vines and thorns of wild plants whilst moving deeper into the thick black forest. I could feel the air getting thicker as I moved. the thick trees had







