Chapter 8. Pussy-meltung experience.

Rain’s POV.

“Gosh!” I let out, trying to meet up with Professor Logan’s car.

He’s speeding away from our vicinity, making it difficult for me to catch up with him.

“Hurry up!” I whisper under my breath to my bicycle, riding fast while also making sure he doesn’t see me coming after him.

I turn every corner he turns to. Much to my surprise, I realize he’s driving back to the school direction.

What? Why is he going back there? I wonder.

“Fuck!” I yelp and squelch my tires to a stop when I see him kill his engine before a man standing by the sidewalk.

I watch them in the dim parts, trying to hear what the blond-haired man is saying to him but it’s totally impossible to hear them.

The blond then nods and enters the car. Professor Logan quickly starts the car and they zoom away.

Again, I try to stalk my professor but the blaring horn and my name coming out of someone’s mouth makes me stop.

“Rain!! Come over here!”

Kylie! I mutter inwardly, turning my gloomy face to my girlfriend. She obviously doesn’t know I’m pissed at her interruption.

Kylie gets out of her car and rushes to my side, bypassing the tangled bodies crossing the road.

“Where in hell have you been since today? I looked for you literally everywhere but you went, poof!”

I reluctantly get off the bicycle, heading to Kylie’s Sedan where I tuck it into the trunk.

“I was busy with Professor Logan,” I respond, strapping my seat belt in place.

Kylie bubbles a laugh and gives me the ‘Are you serious look’

“You’ve been with Professor Logan?” She asks, a smile tainting her lips.

“Not in the way you think. I was asked by the rector to tour him around the school.”

“Sounds cool. I mean touring the hot professor.” She chuckles, mindlessly chirping. “All the girls in the school have eyes on him. Including Nadia.”

“That bitch!” I bark, remembering what she did earlier by reporting me to the rector. How could she?

Why does she want me expelled? She’s my sister for chrissake.

“I know, girl. Let’s forget about that asshole. Tell me about your time with the hottie.” Kylie offers me that slutty smile and I’m forced to remember how it started at the bar.

I narrate everything to Kylie, including our hot kiss this afternoon. Kylie was practically gasping for breath when I was done talking.

I blink rapidly with a cocked brow, looking at my friend.

“You’re saying you’ve tasted his boner? Awww, girl I feel so hot now!”

I chuckle at her words when she parks the car in front of the manor.

“That must have been such a pussy-melting experience. That means a secret affair with the professor is on!!”

Kylie hoots, throwing her hands up in the air but I stop her joy momentarily with my next words.

“That’s not gonna happen, Kylie.”

“Oh, why?” She squeezes her brows. “He took your virginity, correct?”

I sag my shoulders, a sad sigh vibrating from my lips. “He said we can’t be a thing. We’re to keep things strictly professional from henceforth.”

“Professional, huh?” Kylie says sarcastically.

But really how do I stay professional when I know just how good my professor tastes? It's going to be tough. But I guess, I don’t have any option left.

Besides it’s against the school rules that professors and students relate.

I exit Kylie’s car with bitterness clinging to my body. While on the porch, prying the door open, I feel my phone buzz.

Fishing it out and seeing the name on the screen, my face blanches.

That narcissistic motherfucker! I curse, ditching Killian’s call.

Why the fuck is he calling me when he's about to be betrothed to my sister? I bark inside me, squeezing my phone tight.

Killan is already part of my disgusting past! With that, I walk into the house and slam the door close.

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Logan’s POV.

I hold the steering wheel with gritted teeth. The wound on my neck not making it any easier for me.

While thoughts about her fill my mind, her words earlier where she suggested we make use of the time we had, fill my head.

The arrow that had hit me contained a mixture of wolfbane and something else.

Something a little more deadly. It’s making me hallucinate, mushing my mind.

Images of Rain run through my vision at a blinding speed.

I didn’t know what had hit me. But I know that cabin was where it all started.

Where the Slayers found out about us. My mother was killed in that cabin. I don’t know what happened to her body until this very day.

That had marked the beginning of our misery in Oakdale town.

The Slayers, also known as the Hunters are those that claim to be the founders of Oakdale town of which Rain’s father, Hanks is among them.

How tricky they are. Oakdale is our town. Our home.

I’m done hiding with my people. Now, I’m back to take what belongs to me.

“Grrrr!” A reflexive growl vibrates from my lips as the hallucination increases.

“Alpha!!!” Lester roars, taking over the steering wheel when I must have let go.

But he did it too late because the car swerved rapidly, bumping past the guardrail and hitting a nearby tree.

The force of it makes the car tumble upside down.

Lester groans in pain while I continue heaving fast.

Rain. Rain. It’s all I see. My enemy’s daughter. Someone I should hate.

“No. No!” I yelp but the pain is insistent, and with it comes the urge for blood.

My other instinct is trying to take over. I can’t succumb to it. I can’t. Fuck!

My throat clogs while I hear the indistinct breaking of glass. Lester comes over to my side and helps me out of the car.

I thrash around, trying to numb the pain. The hunger.

Dammit, it can’t stop.

My wolf roars, struggling with my other side to take over.

“Alpha! Alpha!” Echoes Lester's desperate voice. “What's happening to you?” He asks, worried.

“Wolfbane and something more.” I bark with a hoarse voice.

“How is that possible?” He asks because he knows.

Wolfbane can’t hurt me. I’m a hybrid. I became one the night I fled from Oakdale town two hundred years ago.

“I don’t know, Lester. I fucking don’t know.” I cry out, slumping on my feet as my wolf tries to take over.

“It’s not safe to shift out here, alpha. They have patrollers lurking around. If you do, they’ll know we’re back.”

But my wolf doesn’t care, only succumbing to his baser instincts, and that’s the urge to go see her, feel her. Smell her scent.

Maybe that’s the only thing that can make this stop.

Rain. I have to go see her. Panting crazily, my skin turns into furs as my fangs and claws slip out.

Before long, I’m in my wolf form, darting through the jungle, heading to her place.

I reach there in record time, Blade gasping with his maw open as he looks through her window.

My wolf's ability to see far enables me to track her every movement in the dimly lit room upstairs.

Her window is open which will allow a safe entry.

I notice her wiping her damp body, meaning she just finished showering. When she turns to face the window, I see she already has her sexy PJs on.

My wolf whines, lusting after our mate. Rain peer a look into the dark like she's watching me but I know she doesn’t even see a glimpse of me.

After that, she leaves her window open and goes to the bed.

I give it an hour for her to doze off before I shift to my human form and teleport into her room, taking in her silhouetted body that’s calling out to me.

My fingers linger around her skin as she squirms on the bed. My balls ache when I smell her arousal.

She’s aroused even when asleep? I’m gonna have blue balls, I curse, watching her petite frame.

Just as I’m about to kiss her, the door to the room opens, revealing her servant.

TBC.