Maya

Daniel pressed me against the railing, his kiss growing heated and his movements aggressive. But I remained unfazed. I'd weathered a lot to be rattled by this; spending a night with a stranger seemed a far better option than enduring those two fucking heartless and ruthless monsters.

Yet, despite my outward stoicism, the sensation of being pinned by this guy, his hands exploring my body, left me uneasy. However, doing what was right wasn’t on my agenda.

I had scores to settle for what they did to me. I fucking had to. At any cost!

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this..." Daniel's smirk twisted wickedly as he cupped my butt, squeezing them in his palm and none of it delivered even a small amount of pleasure, whereas even a single stroke of Maximus and Leonardo despite knowing their sinful and monstrous intentions, would always leave my mind at a frenzy. 

The goddamn irony of this matebond! 

“Finally, I get to see what the twins have had for years." His hungry lips suddenly met mine again.

For Years? What the hell did he mean?

"What do you fucking mean by 'for years'?" I pulled away, meeting his gaze.

"Clueless, aren’t you?" He chuckled, running his hand through my hair before tucking a strand behind my ear and then leaning closer. I shifted uncomfortably, trying to maintain distance.

This didn’t feel good at all...

"No, I don't," I replied curtly.

"Well... it’s common knowledge in the pack that you've learned a thing or two from Morgana Sterling, your lovely mom. Haven't you?" He began, smirking. "And after the Sterling Twins took you in, it’s even more obvious. You must have worked some magic on them with either this mouth of yours..." His thumb brushed over my lips before trailing lower, stopping at my lower abdomen, "Or maybe just with your pussy."

This piece of shit!

"You know what, Daniel? You’re an absolute jerk and a fucking judgmental idiot. You can fuck off now! I'm done," I tried to push past him, but he halted me, pressing against the same spot as he slid his hand around my waist.

"Where do you think you're going, huh?" His wicked grin widened, making him look like even more of a perverted scumbag, “The truth hurts, doesn't it? I can sense your pain, Maya. Relax, I can make you feel things nobody else can, not even your Alphas—Trust me, I can make you come like nobody else.” he whispered. His breath against my skin disgusted me, “You will only beg for more.”

"I thought you were just a player but no, you are so much fucking worse. A total asshole. Move away from my fucking way, Daniel," I spat, trying to push him but he didn't budge.

"God! I can’t fucking get it! Why can’t you just stop playing innocent?" He seized my hands, pinning them against the railing, the hard surface collided against my skin, digging into my bones, and a pained hiss slipped past my lips.

This shit hurt too much.

"Even now, you act like the most innocent girl just like then when the knack for pretending to be a naive and sweet girl all while hiding the whore beneath would never fucking leave your stupid little head. When will you show your true self? I can see it... everyone else can. So drop the act," he sneered, his face dangerously close to mine. "Stop pretending, and just enjoy it. You're not a saint, so quit this act!"

It was hard for me to fight this tall bulky jerk, so I did the most logical thing I could and nodded ever so gently, buying time.

A wicked smile graced his wicked face as he looked at me, "Good, being obedient already. I like it and…” he murmured, “I can already tell I’ll enjoy your body a lot." And he pressed his lips against mine again.

I took advantage of the opportunity, wrapping my hands around his neck and biting his lips hard, literally digging my teeth into his flesh. 

His blood filled my mouth as he groaned. As he tried to pull away, I used the opportunity of having my hands around his neck to push him down, kneeing him in the nose.

He groaned louder, his nose now broken. Served him right.

A goddamn jerk like him deserved a broken nose. In fact, a broken dick would serve a filthy disgusting man like him better.

"If you really want to fuck someone like Morgana, why don’t you just try fucking her instead of her daughter. You prefer older women, don't you?" I wiped his blood off my lips.

I wish I could kill this piece of shit instead of having to stay satisfied with just the sight of his blood.

But I wasn’t in the mood to do extra chores such as discarding the body somewhere far from everyone’s prying eyes. But if by any chance, to his misfortune, this had been some other day, I’d have fucking killed him without a second thought.

"You—" Daniel reached for me again, cupping his bleeding and nicely broken nose, but this time I twisted his arm, elbowing his stomach. He collapsed on the floor, falling off the stairs and landing straight on his face.

"Next time, try being a man before you come after me. I don’t fuck with kids," I snapped, relishing the sight of him writhing before heading upstairs.

"Fucking Jerk," I muttered, feeling stupid. Letting someone like Daniel touch me was a mistake. There were far better options that I could have opted for.

I stopped at my room’s floor. I definitely wasn’t spending the night with the twins. Whatever sick plan they had, I didn't care. They loved their depravity more than anything. Actually no, they loved fucking whores more than anything and I could already guess that tonight either they had planned to fuck a woman before my very eyes to make me feel sick to my stomach or were planning some sort of new way to torture me. 

But if I were to bet, I would bet on the possibility of the first option.

Why was I even thinking about them?! Fuck those sick bastards! I couldn't care less about what they were up to.

Without further hesitation, I headed for my old room. But as I opened the door, the sight of the very two demons of my life unfolded. 

Shit! Why were they here?!

I froze right at the doorway. My eyes took in the unexpected sight. 

Maximus lingered near the window, his features partially veiled in shadow cast by the radiant glow of the full moon filtering into my room through the open window. His silhouette seemed almost ethereal against the night's luminescence, I hated to admit it but it was true….. 

Meanwhile, Leonardo sat perched on the edge of my bed, his countenance seemingly composed, but his eyes betrayed a turbulent storm of fury, mirroring the one I had seen caught a glimpse in his brother’s. It was a silent but unmistakable warning -- I was in trouble, deep trouble 

Unknown to me, a chill slowly made its way down my spine….