15

Terri’s POV 

Was that really necessary?” I asked Joyce after Zia had left the cafetaria.

“What do you mean, I was only stating facts,” she shrugged and continued to pick on her chips before stopping, “wait, do you feel bad for her?” 

Her question had a strong hint ofjealousy and accusation that I iddn’t dare to feed into.

“Feel bad? Pfft.” 

“Better. Just because you called her over doesn’t mean I’ll let you off. Hope ypu knw that?”

“Keep it donw, someone might hear,” I lowered my voice and looked around wearingly, only to see Cain on the other side. 

He never ate cafetaria food, so I wondered what brought him here…

Celine!

From the way they interacted, it was ovipus that she was smitten by him. 

Cainhad never been ina comited relationship, but from the little I knew about him, he woudl never date two people at once. 

Afterall, he had moved out of the palace to live alne when he foudn out our dad wasn’t loyal to mom.

Yes, the Alpha of Blood Saber Pack wasn’t loyal to his luna and it was liek an open secret.

Howver, the three of  us have done our best to maintain a good an perfect image, which was why I didn’t dare to let my interactiosn with others et exposed. 

However, I had played nto Joyce hands and she had more evidence of me doing atrocities.

Asides from teh battle to appear morally upriggt in fornt of everyoe, it was also a fight of who would be chosen as the next alpha. 

Cain who was soft spoken and amiable, Tyler who put  up a cold front but was actually soft at heart, or myself. 

I had the support of most people than not, Cain was not competitive and Tyler,... He was the only odd factor. 

Without him, I knew ofr a fact that  wouldn’t have a competition. 

A way to get rid of him foreever and i WOULD Ascemd the throne without a issue. 

“What are you so afraid of? They are to dumb to think you would od anything wron anyways.”she shrugged.

Joyce had the perfect attitude pf someone to have on the team but she was too selfish nd always ridled by eotins, It would be a huge risk tpo actually make her my luna.

Only someone very beautiful but soft at heart and gullible fit that role. 

Someonle liek my mom. The current Luna of the pack. 

“We can’t take any risks. And as for the video, I’ll get it today,” i said witha  smudge look.

From how much I’d stimulated Zia’s emoions this days, I needed just a little more push for her to crumble. 

And when she was right in the midde of being vulnrable and about to crash out, I’d do what Ive been doing so far… Show hr tat she could never find a friendhsip or companion ina nyone but myself. 

“Oh really? She looked really pissed earlier. I don’t thinkit’s be that easy.

‘ she said as she relaxed into te chair and tried to hug my arm again. 

“No one is looking, get off me,” I said through gritted teeth to avoid gettig overheard. 

“Tch,” she scoffed but made no plan to move,  we aren’t putting on ashow for her,. She is beneath me. This act,”she made a circle witrh her index finger. 

“It’s going to last until you give me what I eant. It’s paymet for what ypu pt me through yesterday,” she said nd I held her hand ad led us out of the cafetaria. 

“You cant be scareless with your mouth?” I stared down at he as I pinned her against the wall at the back fo the cafetaria.

Joyce stared back at me firmly before biting into my palm. 

“Yu bitch,” I withdrew and rubbedthe saliva on her shirt, grabbing her chets hard in my hand.

“Ouch. You bastard, my boob hurt,” she cried out and made a gesture to bite on my hand before I let go.

“You deserve it for running your mouth like that.”

“And aybe if you had just clmed your balls down, youwoudln’t have kkilled her.”

“Is she dead?” My heart skipped three beats as I started to think backa t the day before, wondering if I had slipped up or was caught by anyone.

No… the hotel had no security cameras and was at the ends of the city. 

“Not dead, but she’s stillina coma and had lost a lot of blood. You can’t continue to fuck my gurls like this. I will run out of business,” she said and i pucketed my hands.

It was all Zia’s fault. 

If she had just stayed still, I wouldn’t have been so angry as to all Joyce yesterday. 

Then I wouldn’t have roughene dthe girl up.

“The doctor said you fucked her even after she’d passed out. Did you even care if she was dead?” To be honest, I didn’t 

I was blind wit rage and as hard as diamond. 

“I tried waking her. Plus it’s your fault for seonding someone so fragile over.” I said as I remembered how the lady ahad dislocated her jaw after the first blowjob.

Really weak. I pressed my body against Joyce’s, givign her no room for escape. 

“She was the only one on ground.”

“Then you coudl have come over yourself. You’re the best I’ve ever fucked…. You know that, right?” I asked but she ruolled her eyes. However I didn’t missthe deep blushon her face.

It was so easy to have girls smitten by me that soemtimes I got bored. 

“You bastard, did you just et hard again? Can’t you trybeing celibate at least?” Joyce gasped as I pressed my hard on in between her legs.

“Why would I do that hen you look so willingt o spread youlegs for me.” I smiled as I laned inand tooka  niff of her neck. 

She was wearing the perfume I gifted her, but thatdidn’t mask her arousal, “ i can smell you,’ I took a deep breath with y eyes closed and said in an intoxicated manner. 

“You wish,”she said and hit my chest with her arm, trying to push me off. 

“No you wish,” I aid and zipped down my zipper before taking my lenght in hand. 

“Het on your knees and take my cock,” I said as I poked her navel with it. 

“So you can break my jaw too?” her eyes widened. 

“No, I owuld rather you fuck me.” she said as she raised her skirt and pooled down her pant. 

“Ifyou’re begging, I guess I CAN’T say no.” I said as I turned her around so she was facing the wall 

“Fuck ypu!” she breathed with such ferocity as she arched her back for me.

“With pleasure,” o said before positioning my tip at her slick entrance. 

With a soft thrust, it entered into her pink walls. I couldn’t help but think about how tight Zia’s were given how she was a virgin up until a month ago. 

“Are you thinkin about that bitch?” joyce said as she started to move her hips.

“No,” I quickly denied. Se being onmy mind didn’t mean  I was thinking abput her. She just weighed a lot. 

“Arw you sure to get the video toay? If not…”

“I’ve known Zia for three years and  i’m all she’s relied on all that time. Today is perfect,” i replied as I thrsted harder, workingm ny hips to hit hers, slamming into eacother in between the conversation until we wee no longer exhanging words.

Just oans and groans. Her experiene and eagerness to please me made it even more enjoyable, and in no time, i was shooting my seeds into her.

“Oh fuck, don’t come inside, it’s noy my safe day,” she said in between or=ur clashed orgasm.

“Do you even hav a womb?” I asked, genyuinely cutious, but in response, she went ahead to clench her thighs so hard, squeezing my one and only cock like she wanted to break it.

‘I’m sorry.” my cry out as desperate even rhough I knew that I woul d cum inside over and over again.

It wasn’t in my DNA to waste my seeds. 

“You’re not done, where are you oing?”Joyce asked from where she was sprawled on the ground breatless and exhauted.

My zipper sounded. 

“If I use all my dick’s strenght for today on you, tyhen ypu can kiss the video goodbye,” I said and turned around.

“Bastard,” she alled out as she got up on her knees my cum dripping down her thighs.

That couldn’ got to waist. 

I squated in front of her, scooped the cum back up and shoved i bac insidehr with my four fingers pressed tgether. 

“Of fuck!” Her eyes rossed as her thighs clenched, continously bucking from the sudden entrance. 

I smirked, enoying the look in her face. 

“Oh please…don’t” she choked on the ret if her words, becaue Idid exactly what she begged me not to.

It’s to early for yu to get up,” I said.

“I could smell Joyce.

Not because I had some super sensitive nnose. But the amount of trauma she had delivered me made me very sensituve to anything that had to her. 

She was coming from the right, so I turned and took a bend to the left. 

It led me to the scool’s clinic but I didn’t give a damn.

Tis was a school for werewolves, so the infrastructure was just for fun and was mostly not used. 

When I got in there was no one, not even the school nurse and I couldn’t be more glad. First, I tpook off my shoes and then my socks tos ee my injored feet.

Th wound had started to heal, but was still loking ver fresh. 

With a sigh, I wrapped it with clean bandages after giving it a neat treatment, that stung most of the time. I just oculdn’t risk any complications or infections.

“I didn’t know you were here.”

“Ah!” I gasped and turned around to the sound of Terri’s voice and that was when it dawned on me. 

I’d percieevd Joyce’s scent on him, not her herself. 

My heart shattered at the meaning. 

Hugs were not enough t cover one with teh scent of another, they needed to get more intiimate.

“Hey, realx. Its just me,” he said andI realised that he had entered into the clinic and senaled up behind without me noticing anything. 

My heart skipped a beat because for the first tiem, I felt fear towards Terri. 

NO anticipation, not admiration or love. All I felt was a fear that shook me to my bones and triggered my flight response. 

He still had his usual smile and his amiability was still radiating off of him. 

Butthe fact that he must have done somethig witH Joyce and could still walk up  to me with his huge grin plastered on his face and no traces of remourse meant a lot.

The cotton wool in my hand fell to the ground. His eyes traced it and returned to my face, but the smile didn’t fade.

Like the face of a monster. 

How did I not notice tat he only ever hadthis expression onhis face, like it was leanrt and mastered to be displayed just in front of me. 

“I came to apologize for what Joyce did at the cafetaria. It’s why I always tried to keep you hidden for the longest time,” he said as he sat on the bed opposite me, spreading his legs to take up a wide space.

I nodded, not knowing what to say to him because there was a lot. 

“I tried to prtect you, you know, but if people saw you with me, this owuld just continue to happe againa nd again,’ he said but I remembered clearly what happened in the cafetaria. 

Not once doid he acknowledge me. All he did was ask me to sit. Not evn as a friend or classmate. 

He treated me like  begger. Hew dind’tg give me any identity, so i was easily picked on. And eve after that… after that, he did nothing in my defense. 

So whatdid he mean by protect. 

Nothing he did was protective, nothing!

I gul;ped down y bubbling rage, my pain and asked, “what is ypur relationship with Joyce?”

One simple question that made the smile on his face falter. 

Oh how badly I wanted to probe. I wanted to ask more, tp get ansers I knew would hurt me, but even then, I dind’t dare.

Not when the memories of yesterday was still fresh in my head. 

That aggression, that harrassment. 

It was just us here, so if he decde dto hit me again, there would be no one to call. That’s why I waited.

Consciously, painfully, gripping theedge of teh bed and holding my breath as I waited for his answer. 

“Joyce is your bully right? Wat do you mean relationship?” he laughed out. A laughtr that didn’t reach his eyes.

“I…”

“Don’t tell me you’re mad at me because she was holding my hand?” he asked, remindingme of a memory I’d sucessfully locked up. 

“No. I’m sorry, it’s just… people are talking,” I said. 

“Talkng about what?” he leaned forwrd, placing his elbows on his thighs as he interwined his fingers and asked, “do you ahve friend to talk to?” 

There was a teasing, almost ridiculing smile on hsi face that made me feel more weary that I already was.

“No friends… everyone keeps talking about how you are her mate and…”

“I see you’re jealous.”

“No, it’s not jealousy. I just wish things were better between us,’ I sighed, feeling a little more relaxed as we onversed. 

Withot knowing it, he’d given me n outlet for my feelings.

“That’s why I’m here. Let’s forget everything that happened in these recent days. Things have been really hectic for me, and I know it must have unconsciously affected yoru own mood.

“Unconscipusly? 

Every actiom he has dmade was done very much consciously, In fact in teh most conscuious aggressive way ever known.

“How little is your conscious? You literally pulled my hair from the root ND DRAGGED ME OUT,” I wanted to ask, but instead I inhaled, exhaled and made sure I wasn’t shaking to my bones.

“So what do yous uggest we do?” I asked.

He held my hand in his, making me conscious of the fact that he couldn’y wrap his hand around my wrist.

“Now youre talking,” eh said as he drew my close, our faces almost touching. 

“Let’s ahve sex!”

“What?!” I shouted and snapped my hand out of his hold. 

He released it unexpectedlyand I ended up smacking my face. I was certain after getting a closer look at the lipstick stains on his lip and neck that he was with Joyce. ONly she ever dared to wear red lipstick to school.

Sow here and how did he have the effontry to ask me for that?!

“It’s the best way to reconcile in a relationship. Couples have the most sex after an argument and tey get stronger each time,” h aid like he was stating some statically proven facts. 

“How do you know that?” We’d never argued as a couple, but if I put joyce in stead of me, then itw oudl make a lot of sense. 

“I just do.” he shrugged, answerng my questoion wuthout guving me the answer I wanted to hear. Withouy telling the truth. 

“Hmm, I see. I nodded andtried to focus n anything in eh room asides from him.

“I’ll let yousit on my face and even ride me.”

“But,” I queezed my face trying to make sense of this,”I don’t want to,”

“It’s the best way. Believe me when I say this,”

“But I don’t even know how,’I protested, because nothing about his suggestion convinced me that our relationshiopw ould get any better. 

If anything, I felt anxious aboud how much was at risk.

“Do’t worry about your weight, I’ll manage.” He had to mention my weight as if he hadn’t doen enough to put me on edge.

Now I had no way ot. 

“Okay,” I nodded when I npticed him startto tap his feet on the round without any particular rhythm. 

…He was getting angry.

“What do you need me to do?” 

“Now that’s what we’re talking about,” he smiled as he laid flat on the bed, “hold the pillow and streaddle me.”

“What?” I shouted and threw the pillow to the ground. 

“I said straddle not strangle. Come on.”he sounded irritated and upset. And so was I, except I couldn’t ebar to show it. I just continued to take in deep breaths of the methylated spirit and iodine in the air.

“You trust me right?” e asked. I did trust him. In fact, I used to trust him. But right now, I wasnt sure anymore.

“Yes,” I noded weakly.

It was a lie, but it just went how far to prove that I couldn’t trust my bestfriend and mate with anything anymore. Not even the truthe!

“Good,” he held myhand as I streaddled him, hating the way the bed squeaked everytime I moved. 

“Wait, I think there’s something wrong with the bed,” I said as it continued to bounce extra hard as I started to undress.

“It should be able to hold your weight. Don’t worry,” again the reminder shot me up becase it pissed me off till I didn’t dare to say another word.