Bardock Bandana

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Disclaimer: Cover mine, kindly do not use or replicate. Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

There she was, lying on her bed, frozen, time had paused her, altogether, as it seems. The more I think about it, I was never a prisoner of my past. It was the past that I had caged up. I held it captive until it began rebelling. It wasn’t the past that was unable to let me go. It was me. The youngest memory I have has me, my mother, and my father, sunbathing as I ate an ice cream. The warm winter light, as it struck my face, the warm embrace of the sun, hugging the affection we shared. Such a perfect family. How I smiled so brightly at the sight of everything. How I forgot to smile like I did back then. The more I think about it, I was never a prisoner of my past. It was in the past that I was caged in a prison. I held it captive until it began rebelling. My past wasn’t unable to let me go, I was. How? You ask? Let me tell you a story. A story of a girl. My prisoner.

He is Rich, Dominant, heart wrenchingly Gorgeous and Royal. She is Honest, breathtakingly Beautiful, Smart and recently Broken - hearted (Single!). And the prince can’t wait any longer for his Cinderella. Finding her step sister in the arms of her boyfriend was the least she had expected. Broken and alone, she moves into a big City and jumps at the opportunity of being the personal assistant to the crown prince. She thinks all her problems would be a distant memory. But it might just be the beginning of it all. And nothing is as it seems. Can new love mend her broken heart or will she be seized by her past? That's not all. ”Royal conspiracies and secrets?! Did I transmigrated into a novel?!” Join the world where love knows no Boundary. ————————————————————————————————————-———————— Behind us a big commotion arose and we were tossed to the sidelines like the forgotten rag dolls. Cameras flashing. Reporters hovering the place to get the perfect shot, each scraping for even the tiniest glance at the powerful figures that emerged out of their cars. I was left in awe of the dazzling socialite ladies as they strutted across the carpet, ignoring everyone they deemed beneath them. Their million dollar dresses and jewelleries leaving everyone with envy. Accompanying them were the well - known businessmen whose money never seemed to run out. Following behind them came the well - known actors and actresses. They waved and smiled while the onlookers screams of joy and appreciation for them filled the environment. I nudged Rebecca and whispered “Can I go back now?” “No way! It’s a masquerade ball. We can be anyone we want.” She replied while smiling ear to ear. “Ok” I thought as my confidence level piped up a bit. No one was gonna know that a complete outsider had entered their territory. . . . "Stop! I don’t want to dance." "We’re in a masquerade ball! That’s what people do. Dance." "But...I can’t." He gave a little chuckle enjoying our little fight before he intervened, "It’s ok. I can teach you. Just follow my steps." "Common Hayls. Go on." "Alright, I’ll go," I said, giving her a look. "Have fun!" She gave a soft cheer before focusing all her attention back into her plate. He held my left hand and gently led me towards the dance floor. The music soon changed to something more romantic. The magic of love by Russel Watson and Lionel Richie started playing in the background. Soon all the couples started dancing together. "Are you ready?" The man whispered in my ear making me blush. "Ready as I’ll ever be," I replied hesitantly. "Don’t worry. I’m here, just follow my lead." He gently held onto my waist with his right hand and grabbed onto my right hand with his left. I lightly placed my left hand onto his right shoulder and we started our slow dance. "Right, left, Glide, glide…" Along with our dance, he kept whispering the steps to me and soon we were in sync with each other. We spun, laughed, and before the end of our dance, the music went into slow beat again. We softly danced to the rhythm as I basked in his rich and beautiful fragrance. It was all truly a magical moment. . . . Hello everyone I’m Bandana & this is my very first Novel. I hope you’ll all enjoy 1 chapter up daily Instagram - @author_br Discord - b_r2 #2557

"Coming up the stair to escort them to the limo that waited, turning the corner I am awestruck. The Duchess looked just like any other human! She wore a lacy black t-shirt and a black long black skirt with a slit down the side that showed off her pale legs. Her red curls tried to escape the bandana she had tied them into and moon-shaped rings decorated her hands except for the gold band that Merrick had placed on her hand at their wedding. I could have sworn the Duchess had been switched with a hot goth chick with black doc martins and thick eyeliner. I feel her eyes on me as I stop in my tracks to admire her. Blushing I look away when Merrick came to the deck. Him having the same reaction as me, just awestruck. He didn't look too bad himself, with A dark blue button-up shirt that was left conveniently unbuttoned and some board shorts. I shook my head, get a grip I tell my wolf. Both of them smiled at me as if they had seen me just staring at them, lustfully. "

that great son of bardock his real second fanmade

Clobert is a scholar, he likes to discover new things and come across ancient musters. Thanks to his particular physique, he began to take an interest in the supernatural and now he travels the world in search of strange situations to observe. Thing? the supernatural does not exist? Is magic an invention? Are you really sure? the world is full of hidden mysteries, who knows what is really hidden under the veil of truth. Short story of Clobert’s adventure. =============== English Is not my native Language. I hope you’ll forgive me in case of grammatical errors. =============== P.s: I’m slow to and on top of that, i also have to study. Writing is something I’ve always wanted to do, even if this story is something that i started suddenly and I don’t think I’m very good, I intended to keep writing. However, it may take some time between one chapter and another. Thanks for your patience. =============== Should i add that ‘new author’ things or not? Mmh… Oh well, here it is. New author here. ===============

Princess from hidden land met his prince charming but little did she knew her love was political.

Menjadi atlet bela diri memang bukan keinginannya namun sebuah keharusan baginya. Menjadi seorang wanita yang dapat menjaga diri sendiri. Bertemu dengan pembuat onar di sekolah adalah cobaan untuknya.. Artelia Quenella Murid baru berpenampilan tomboi dengan rambut di ikat dua seperti kelinci dan bandana orange di kepalanya. Ia pikir di sekolah baru ia akan menjadi cewek feminim namun sayang sifat bar-barnya mendapat lawan yang pantas. Yosi Pradana Cowok pembuat onar dengan sikap bar-barnya. Rajanya SMA GALAKSI. Mendapat lawan yang sama bar-barnya. Namun semua berubah, tak ada yang menduga bahwa ini yang sebenarnya. Menjadi yang tersalahkan tanpa tahu apa salahnya. Akankah memang ini salahnya? Dan apa yang sebenarnya terjadi "Tetaplah diam jika kau salah. Berbicaralah ketika kau benar." -Artelia Quenella

Naureen : Gadis biasa yang terbiasa hidup di alam bebas, memiliki sifat pemberani, pintar dan sangat bijaksana Eleena : Wanita yang sangat rajin, mandiri dan cerdas. Ia menjadi sosok yang sangat antusias terutama dalam kehidupan Naureen Di sebuah ruangan yang sangat indah dan luas terlihat seorang gadis berambut panjang dihiasi dengan bandana yang unik, menambah keuinikan tersendiri pada penampilan nya. Lentikan jari tangan nya terlarut dalam kedalaman indahnya sebuah irama. Disetiap gerakan itu, yang terlihat hanyalah sebuah kerinduan yang terbalut dalam puncak keheningan. "Aku menari, seakan menari bersamamu. Bagaimana aku bisa teringat hal lain? Sedangkan yang aku rasakan hanyalah kehangatan yang tersembunyi, walaupun aku menari dengan hujan, panas,badan,dan keheningan." Saatia tersadar, ia sudah berada dalam keadaan terjatuh. _______________________________________ Langsung saja baca cerita selengkapnya!!!

( seandainya kamu mau memberikan hadiah. Namun di hadapanmu ada dua orang yang memperhatikanmu. Terlebih lagi, mereka sama - sama mengulurkan tangannya di hadapanmu. Namun masalahnya adalah, cuma satu hadiah yang bisa kau pegang. Apa yang akan kau lakukan untuk membuat kedua orang itu menerimamu tanpa harus merasa dibenci oleh mereka? ) ____ Kehilangan orang yang kau cintai mungkin akan membuatmu merasa bersalah dan juga hatimu akan merasa hampa. Usianya baru berumur 21 tahun. Dia bahkan dipaksa menikah dengan seorang perempuan yang ternyata adalah korban pemerkosaan oleh ayah kandungnya. terlebih lagi saat anaknya lahir.. Dan juga istrinya meninggal dunia. Banyak sekali penderitaan yang ia jalani. Hingga ingatannya terbelah dan membuatnya menjadi orang lain. Namun semua berubah saat ada gadis cantik yang memakai bandana bercorak bunga menghentikan dia disaat ia mencoba untuk bunuh diri dengan menjatuhkan dirinya ke tebing tinggi. Terlebih lagi, gadis itu dengan tulus menerimamu apa adanya dan mau membantumu meskipun itu harus membuatnya mendapatkan luka dari ingatanmu. Bahkan ia selalu mengulurkan tangannya di hadapanmu dan berusaha untuk ceria.

livia Meisya Ramadhanie. Perempuang paling berprestasi, pintar, dan rajin di SMA Taruma Negara. Hidup Oliv sudah berantakan sejak dia kecil, lebih tepatnya keluarga kecilnya. Orang terdekatnya sangat mengharap Oliv keluar dari jurang kehancurannya. Berkali-kali Oliv sabar mengejar keinginannya namun semuanya gagal. Keinginan yang ada dalam hatinya tidak dapat diwujudkan kembali, Oliv sangat hancur berantakan. Oliv hanya dapat menuliskan kehancurannya dan melihat potretan yang usang. Membuat Oliv benar-benar terluka. Lain hal tentang Azka Alfiansyah Pratama. Murid laki-laki paling populer di SMA Taruma Negara. Jabatan nya sebagai Ketua OSIS yang membuatnya paling berpengaruh di sekolahan. Murid laki-laki dengan bandana army di lengan kiri seragamnya bila tidak mengenakan almamater kebanggan nya. Semua orang merasa aneh dengan sikap mereka, yang tidak pernah menunjukkan keakraban. Seperti tak saling mengenal antara keduanya. Suatu ketika ada satu kesalahan Azka yang tidak bisa Oliv maafkan dengan mudah yang membuat Azka semakin jauh padanya. Hanya karna sebuah buku yang usang ? Tapi, apakah Oliv akan memaafkan nya atau justru Azka yang memilih mengacuhkan masalah itu? Atau akankah Azka berbalik kepada Oliv untuk meminta maaf ketika Azka tau penyebab nya ?

WARNUNG: REIFE INHALTE Ich war acht, als meine Welt verbrannte. Meine Familie wurde abgeschlachtet; mein Zuhause wurde zu Asche reduziert. Und die Verantwortlichen? Verschwunden. Alles, was sie hinterließen, war ein schwarzes Bandana, bestickt mit einem Nachtschatten-Dorn – ein Symbol des Todes. Zehn Jahre lang trainierte ich in den Schatten. Ich wurde zu einer Waffe. Jetzt führt mich meine Jagd zur Prestige Übernatürliche Akademie (PSA), der elitärsten Werwolf-Schule der Welt – ein Ort, der von vier Alpha-Erben mit zu viel Macht, Arroganz und dunklen Begierden regiert wird. In der Nacht meiner Ankunft kreuze ich die Wege von Dristan, Kai und Axel – Erben der Ost-, Nord- und West-Alpha-Könige. Arrogant. Bösartig. Götter unter Wölfen. Sie sehen mich als nichts. Einen schwachen, machtlosen Streuner. Sie demütigen mich, verspotten mich, überwältigen mich – und bringen mich dazu, sie in Stücke reißen zu wollen. Also schwöre ich: Ich werde sie zerstören, bevor sie jemals die Chance bekommen, mich zu zerstören. Dann, am Vorabend meines 18. Geburtstags, steigt der Blutmond auf. Mein Wolf erwacht. Meine Kraft steigt an. Und das Schicksal? Diese grausame, verdrehte Schlampe fesselt mich an alle drei. Gefährten. Ich will sie ablehnen. Stattdessen brenne ich für sie. Und als ich Xade treffe, den boshaften, silberzüngigen Erben des Mittelgürtel-Alpha-Königs, schnappt die letzte Bindung ein. Vier besitzergreifende, dominante und gefährlich unwiderstehliche Alphas. Eine rachsüchtige, unzerbrechliche Wölfin. Und ein tödliches Geheimnis, das sie mit meiner Vergangenheit verbindet. Sie zu lieben könnte mich zerstören. Sie zu hassen könnte mich töten. Aber am Ende... wer wird wen ruinieren? Und verdammt – warum will mein verräterischer Körper, dass alle vier es tun? *************** "Sag es." Dristans Stimme war glatt und kontrolliert auf eine Weise, die Verwüstung darunter versprach. Ich schluckte schwer, mein Puls hämmerte, als er mich gegen den Schreibtisch drängte. Kai war hinter mir, seine Wärme drückte sich in meinen Rücken, sein Atem neckte meinen Nacken. Axel lehnte sich vor, seine Lippen zu einem sündigen Grinsen gekrümmt, seine haselnussgrünen Augen dunkel vor Belustigung. "Sag es, Liebling. Sag, dass du uns nicht willst, und wir lassen dich in Ruhe – vielleicht." Ich ballte meine Fäuste. Ich wollte ihnen sagen, sie sollen sich verpissen – aber mein verräterischer Körper? Er verriet mich bereits. Meine Haut brannte. Mein Herz raste. Meine Schenkel spannten sich gegen das unerträgliche Verlangen, das sie allein durch ihre Existenz verursachten. Ich hob mein Kinn und ignorierte die Hitze, die sich tief in meinem Bauch zusammenrollte. "Ich will nicht–" "Lügnerin." Das einzelne Wort kam von Xade, der bis jetzt still gewesen war. Er saß im Stuhl des Professors, seine kristallblauen Augen brannten sich in meine. Er musste mich nicht berühren. Seine Stimme allein reichte aus, um mich zu Fall zu bringen. Er grinste und neigte seinen Kopf. "Du kannst dagegen ankämpfen, so viel du willst, kleiner Wolf. Aber wir können es riechen." Axels Finger fuhren über den Puls an meiner Kehle. "Dein Herz hämmert." Kais Lippen streiften mein Ohr. "Dein Körper verrät dich, Liebste." Dristan atmete langsam aus, sein Blick auf meinen fixiert wie ein Raubtier, das seine Beute genießt. "Dein Duft lügt nicht, Gefährtin." Verdammt. Mein ganzer Körper stand in Flammen. Meine Beine zitterten. Mein Wolf schnurrte in meinem Kopf, begierig sich zu unterwerfen. Ich würde nicht. Ich konnte nicht. Also tat ich das Einzige, was ich konnte – ich stieß Axel zurück, drehte mich um und versuchte zu fliehen. Ich schaffte es nicht. Kai packte mein Handgelenk und zog mich zurück an seine Brust. Ich keuchte, meine Handflächen schlugen gegen seinen steinharten Oberkörper. Seine goldenen Augen brannten in meine. "Wohin glaubst du zu gehen?" Axel war jetzt hinter mir, seine Finger glitten unter meinen Kiefer und zwangen meinen Kopf nach oben. "Wir sind noch nicht fertig mit dir, Liebling." Dristan grinste. "Nicht einmal annähernd, Gefährtin." "Wir fangen gerade erst an," sagte Xade gedehnt. Ich war gefangen. Eingesperrt. Und das Schlimmste? Ich wollte nicht weglaufen. ***************** Haftungsausschluss: Cover ist meins, bitte nicht verwenden oder reproduzieren.

AVISO: CONTEÚDO ADULTO Eu tinha oito anos quando meu mundo pegou fogo. Minha família foi massacrada; meu lar foi reduzido a cinzas. E os responsáveis? Desapareceram. Tudo o que deixaram para trás foi um bandana preta bordada com um espinho de beladona — um símbolo de morte. Por dez anos, treinei nas sombras. Me tornei uma arma. Agora, minha caçada me leva à Academia Sobrenatural de Prestígio (ASP), a escola de lobisomens mais elitista do mundo — um lugar governado por quatro Herdeiros Alfa com poder, arrogância e desejos sombrios demais. Na noite em que chego, cruzo o caminho com Dristan, Kai e Axel — herdeiros dos Reis Alfa do Leste, Norte e Oeste. Arrogantes. Cruéis. Deuses entre lobos. Eles me veem como nada. Uma vira-lata fraca e sem poder. Eles me humilham, provocam, me dominam — me fazendo querer despedaçá-los. Então, faço um juramento: vou destruí-los antes que eles tenham a chance de me destruir. Então, na véspera do meu aniversário de 18 anos, a Lua de Sangue surge. Minha loba desperta. Meu poder aumenta. E o destino? Aquela cadela cruel e perversa me acorrenta a todos os três. Companheiros. Quero rejeitá-los. Ardo por eles em vez disso. E quando conheço Xade, o perverso e eloquente herdeiro do Rei Alfa do Cinturão Central, o vínculo final se encaixa. Quatro alfas possessivos, dominantes e perigosamente irresistíveis. Uma loba vingativa e inquebrável. E um segredo mortal ligando-os ao meu passado. Amá-los poderia me destruir. Odiá-los poderia me matar. Mas no final... quem vai arruinar quem? E, porra — por que meu corpo traidor quer que todos os quatro façam isso? *************** "Diga." A voz de Dristan era suave e controlada de um jeito que prometia devastação por baixo. Engoli em seco, meu pulso martelando enquanto ele me encurralava contra a mesa. Kai estava atrás de mim, seu calor pressionando minhas costas, sua respiração provocando meu pescoço. Axel se inclinou, lábios curvados em um sorriso pecaminoso, seus olhos verde-avelã escuros de diversão. "Diga, querida. Diga que não nos quer e nós deixaremos você em paz — talvez." Apertei os punhos. Eu queria mandá-los se foder — mas meu corpo traidor? Já estava me traindo. Minha pele queimava. Meu coração acelerava. Minhas coxas se apertavam contra a dor insuportável que eles causavam apenas por existirem. Levantei o queixo, ignorando o calor que se enrolava no fundo do meu estômago. "Eu não —" "Mentirosa." A palavra única veio de Xade, que estivera em silêncio até agora. Ele estava sentado na cadeira do professor, seus olhos azuis cristalinos queimando nos meus. Ele não precisava me tocar. Sua voz sozinha era suficiente para me desfazer. Ele sorriu maliciosamente, inclinando a cabeça. "Você pode lutar o quanto quiser, lobinha. Mas podemos sentir o cheiro." Os dedos de Axel traçaram o pulso na minha garganta. "Seu coração está acelerado." Os lábios de Kai roçaram minha orelha. "Seu corpo está te traindo, amor." Dristan exalou lentamente, seu olhar fixo no meu como um predador saboreando sua presa. "Seu cheiro não mente, companheira." Merda. Meu corpo inteiro estava em chamas. Minhas pernas tremiam. Minha loba ronronava na minha cabeça, ansiosa para se submeter. Eu não faria isso. Não podia. Então, fiz a única coisa que podia — empurrei Axel para trás, girei e tentei escapar. Não consegui. Kai agarrou meu pulso, puxando-me de volta para seu peito. Eu ofeguei, minhas palmas batendo contra seu torso sólido como rocha. Seus olhos dourados queimaram nos meus. "Aonde você pensa que vai?" Axel estava atrás de mim agora, seus dedos deslizando sob meu queixo, forçando minha cabeça para cima. "Não terminamos com você, querida." Dristan sorriu maliciosamente. "Nem perto disso, companheira." "Estamos apenas começando," Xade arrastou as palavras. Eu estava presa. Enjaulada. E o pior? Eu não queria fugir. ***************** Aviso: Capa minha, gentilmente não use ou replique.

AVERTISSEMENT : CONTENU MATURE J'avais huit ans quand mon monde a brûlé. Ma famille a été massacrée ; ma maison réduite en cendres. Et les responsables ? Disparus. Tout ce qu'ils ont laissé derrière eux était un bandana noir brodé d'une épine de belladone—un symbole de mort. Pendant dix ans, je me suis entraînée dans l'ombre. Je suis devenue une arme. Maintenant, ma chasse me mène à l'Académie Surnaturelle Prestige (ASP), l'école de loups-garous la plus élitiste au monde—un endroit gouverné par quatre héritiers Alpha avec trop de pouvoir, d'arrogance et de désirs sombres. La nuit de mon arrivée, je croise le chemin de Dristan, Kai et Axel—héritiers des Rois Alpha de l'Est, du Nord et de l'Ouest. Arrogants. Vicieux. Des Dieux parmi les loups. Ils me voient comme rien. Une vagabonde faible et impuissante. Ils m'humilient, me provoquent, me dominent—me donnant envie de les mettre en pièces. Alors, je fais un vœu : je les détruirai avant qu'ils n'aient la chance de me détruire. Puis, à la veille de mes 18 ans, la Lune de Sang se lève. Mon loup s'éveille. Ma puissance monte en flèche. Et le destin ? Cette garce cruelle et tordue m'enchaîne à tous les trois. Compagnons. Je veux les rejeter. Je brûle pour eux à la place. Et quand je rencontre Xade, l'héritier pervers et à la langue d'argent du Roi Alpha de la Ceinture Centrale, le lien final se met en place. Quatre alphas possessifs, dominants et dangereusement irrésistibles. Une louve vengeresse et indomptable. Et un secret mortel les liant à mon passé. Les aimer pourrait me détruire. Les haïr pourrait me tuer. Mais à la fin... qui ruinera qui ? Et, putain—pourquoi mon corps traître les veut-il tous les quatre pour le faire ? *************** "Dis-le." La voix de Dristan était douce et contrôlée d'une manière qui promettait la dévastation en dessous. J'ai dégluti difficilement, mon pouls martelant alors qu'il me coinçait contre le bureau. Kai était derrière moi, sa chaleur pressée contre mon dos, son souffle taquinant mon cou. Axel se pencha, les lèvres courbées en un sourire diabolique, ses yeux vert noisette sombres d'amusement. "Dis-le, ma chérie. Dis que tu ne nous veux pas et nous te laisserons tranquille—peut-être." J'ai serré les poings. Je voulais leur dire d'aller se faire foutre—mais mon corps traître ? Il me trahissait déjà. Ma peau brûlait. Mon cœur s'emballait. Mes cuisses se serraient contre l'insupportable douleur qu'ils causaient simplement en existant. J'ai relevé le menton, ignorant la chaleur qui se lovait au creux de mon ventre. "Je ne—" "Menteuse." Ce seul mot venait de Xade, qui était resté silencieux jusqu'à présent. Il était assis dans le fauteuil du professeur, ses yeux bleu cristal brûlant dans les miens. Il n'avait pas besoin de me toucher. Sa voix seule suffisait à me défaire. Il sourit en coin, inclinant la tête. "Tu peux te battre autant que tu veux, petite louve. Mais nous pouvons le sentir." Les doigts d'Axel tracèrent le pouls à ma gorge. "Ton cœur bat la chamade." Les lèvres de Kai effleurèrent mon oreille. "Ton corps te trahit, mon amour." Dristan expira lentement, son regard verrouillé sur le mien comme un prédateur savourant sa proie. "Ton odeur ne ment pas, compagne." Putain. Tout mon corps était en feu. Mes jambes tremblaient. Ma louve ronronnait dans ma tête, désireuse de se soumettre. Je ne le ferais pas. Je ne pouvais pas. Alors, j'ai fait la seule chose que je pouvais—j'ai repoussé Axel, j'ai pivoté et j'ai essayé de m'échapper. Je n'y suis pas arrivée. Kai a attrapé mon poignet, me ramenant contre sa poitrine. J'ai haletée, mes paumes s'écrasant contre son torse solide comme du roc. Ses yeux dorés brûlaient dans les miens. "Où penses-tu aller ?" Axel était maintenant derrière moi, ses doigts glissant sous ma mâchoire, forçant ma tête à se relever. "Nous n'en avons pas fini avec toi, ma chérie." Dristan sourit. "Pas même proche, compagne." "Nous ne faisons que commencer," articula Xade. J'étais piégée. En cage. Et le pire ? Je ne voulais pas fuir.