<h4>Chapter 215: imed By Taros I.</h4>


    She took off her hat, letting her dark hair tumble down in waves. The sight left him stunned, his eyes wide as he took in the length of it, and she was just as shocked. The sudden growth made sense only because she was a Malynster, and that truth settled in her chest like fire.


    Ang’s eyes never left him as she pulled off her shirt, baring herself to him without hesitation. Taros leaned back, a slow smile curving his lips, his hands braced against the edge of the bed as though he had been waiting for this moment forever. Her palms slid over her own skin, tracing the swell of her breasts, and the sharp gasp that slipped from his throat told her just how much he wanted her.


    She lowered her hands to her trousers, unfastening the button and tugging the zipper down with steady fingers before sliding them off her body. He had offered to help earlier, but she had refused. She wanted him to sit there and watch her, to burn under her pace, not his.


    "How about I add music?" Taros murmured, his voice rough. She nodded, and he rose to fetch the remote from the table. The soft sound filled the room when he returned, but he barely seemed to hear it. His eyes stayed on her, dark and wild, his thoughts hidden but heavy enough to make her shiver. "How long do you want me to wait, my fiery queen?"


    "I don’t know," Angughed softly, stepping between his knees. She leaned down and pressed her lips to his, teasing him with the taste he craved. He closed his eyes, trying to pull her closer, but she drew back too quickly, leaving him restless.


    "ying games?" he asked, his brows lifting.


    "Maybe," she whispered, climbing onto hisp. His hands slid to her back, pulling her closer, but she caught his lips before he could speak again. They had dreamt of this night, imagined it in silence.


    The kiss was slow at first, deep and hungry, full of everything they had not said. She nipped at his lower lip and reached for his trousers, her fingers working while his mouth refused to release hers. Taros stood in one smooth motion, her legs wrapping around him, and he shoved his trousers down before lowering himself back to the bed with her still locked in his arms.


    She felt the hard press of him against her, swollen and desperate, and the smile that touched her lips was full of pride. She had done this to him. She had driven the most desired man in Mistvale to the edge, and now he was hers. No one would have believed it months ago, but here she was in a hotel room, ready to give herself to him and take him in return.


    "Do you know you are driving me crazy?" Taros whispered, his breath shaky as he cupped her cheeks. His eyes were dark, desperate, and filled with need.


    "If I’m driving you crazy, then f*ck me, Taros. What are you waiting for..." Ang’s words broke off when his mouth imed hers again. His hardness pressed against her stomach, eager, and she rubbed herself against it before guiding him inside.


    A sharp gasp escaped her lips as his thick length slid into her, filling her the way she had craved. The fullness, the stretch, the pressure against her knot...it was everything she had dreamed about.


    His hands gripped her waist as she began to move, rising and lowering herself over him. He held on tighter, helping her find the rhythm as he looked up at her with fire in his eyes.


    "I love you," Ang moaned, kissing him again, her fingers buried in his hair as she rode him slow, savoring each push and pull. Taros’s hands slid to her curves, caressing her before gripping harder, guiding her to move faster.


    Soon he took control, his hips driving up into her, his mouth leaving hers to im her breasts. His lips closed over her nipples, sucking, teasing, making her body tremble as he forced her to bounce harder on him.


    The sound of her body meeting his filled the room, mixed with her cries and moans. She clung to him, her pleasure building as he thrust into her from below, relentless and hungry.


    "Yes... Taros... don’t stop... I love the way you f*ck me," she cried, her body trembling as her release neared. But this was only the beginning. She knew the night he had nned for her was far from over, and she was ready for all of it.


    *****


    Kaito pulled the car to a sudden stop, the sound of screeching tires making everyone jolt in surprise. The siren grew louder as the cops pulled in right behind them, the red and blue lights shing against the dark night.


    Alex’s confusion was clear as he leaned forward. "Why did we stop?" he demanded, ncing out the back window. The sight of two officers stepping out of their vehicle made his chest tighten. "We are screwed."


    "If I don’t stop, they’ll chase us all the way home. They must already have my te number and this car is in my dad’s name," Kaito muttered bitterly, his jaw tight. This was never part of the n. Things had gotten out of hand too fast and now his father could be dragged into the mess. "Thest person we need involved right now is my dad. How many of them are there?"


    "Just two," Alex replied, his voice low. "Do you want us to fight them?"


    "Hell no," Kaito shot back, frustration building in his chest. He nced behind the seats where Elizay unconscious, her body still as stone, while Seraphina sat beside her lost in thought. Guilt stabbed through him. He never wanted her caught up in this, but he had been left with no choice. She knew too much.


    "What’s the n then?" Alex asked, his breath heavy and restless.


    "I don’t have one," Kaito admitted as he unlocked the doors. "I’ll go out there and talk to them."


    "Maybe I can help," Seraphina said softly, her fingers moving to her shirt buttons. She pulled them open, her breasts spilling into view. Both boys swallowed hard and instantly looked away, their faces flushed.


    "You’re really helping a lot," Kaito muttered under his breath, though part of him wanted tough at the absurdity of it all. Before he could say more, a firm knocknded on his window. He rolled it down, forcing a calm smile as he came face to face with one of the officers.


    "Evening, sir," Kaito said quickly.


    "I would have been fine if not for your reckless driving," the cop replied, his eyes narrowing.


    "We weren’t reckless," Seraphina’s voice cut in from the back seat.


    The cop turned toward her, unimpressed. "You didn’t pull over when we came after you."


    "We didn’t even know it was us you were after. We panicked," she argued, her voice carrying a trace of desperation.


    The officer’s expression hardened. "There was a report that this vehicle was seen near a store that was robbed tonight. We found three bodies there."


    "Three what?" Kaito’s blood ran cold. His head snapped toward Alex, disbelief painted across his face. "What the hell is going on?"


    ******


    Principal Valois thought her bad day had finally ended, but the door opened and Dr Dave walked into the room. She dropped her hand from her face and leaned back in her seat, tired and frustrated. "Say what you want to say, young man. Go ahead and scold me the way your cousin did."


    "Calm down, aunt," Dave replied, surprised by the sharpness in her tone. He had seen Renn storm out moments ago and it did not take much to know they had fought badly. Still, it was not his business. "I am only here to talk to you."


    "None of you evere here to check on how I am doing," Miss Valois snapped. Her voice carried a harsh edge as she let her anger spill onto him, even though he had done nothing wrong. "But the moment you hear I did this or that, you all show up to lecture me."


    Dave sighed, standing with his hands sped behind him. Deep down he knew she was not wrong, but it was not entirely his fault either. Over the years she had let them down too many times. It was easier not to care about her than to be dragged into another mess because of her choices.


    "Come on, just say what you came to say and leave my office," she said, sitting up straighter. Piles of unfinished work waited for her on the desk, and she had dyed them for too long already. Either she got to them now, or let her problems consume her. "If this is about your cousin, I am sorry. This time it is not my fault. Renn refused to listen."


    "About that, it is none of my concern," Dave said honestly. If they wanted to tear each other apart or mend their bond, it was their problem, not his. "I came here for a different reason."


    Her brows pulled together in suspicion. Dave hardly ever came to her, which meant something serious had brought him here. "What is it?" she asked.


    "I found something two weeks ago in the woods, and I believe it belongs to you," Dave said, pulling a locket from his pocket. "It was mid-night."


    Her hand went instantly to her neck and she froze when she felt it bare. That locket was supposed to be with her. Her chest tightened as her eyes fell on it in his hand. Inside was Renn’s picture, an old one of him as a baby. She had stolen it three years ago from his locker at school, keeping it hidden like a treasure.


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    It must have slipped from her when she went to meet the Patriarch in the woods. But how had Davee across it? What was he doing there that night, in a ce no one was supposed to enter? A chilling thought crawled into her mind. Could her nephew be the Patriarch himself...the man who had been her mysterious master all along?


    *****


    I had to edit this Chapter for this: Mass release on the 1st Oct...tomorrow.


    I am going to deal with subplots and answers this month. Ang meeting with her family etc.


    Who is the Patriarch?


    Is the principal going to betray them?


    Is Grace, Ang ’s mother? if yes, how did she meet with Marcus?


    if no, What happened to real father?


    Guess who is Dr. Dn? lol....


    Also The alphas and Ang’s life outside the academy.


    Ang finds out a big secret that could protect the lives of the human students forever.


    All in all:


    Everyone’s secret is going to be out in the open.