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Mated to the Cursed Werepire

Warning: Mature Content. No Rape. The truth will make her free, but could she handle this particular truth? Would she accept the freedom it brings? Excerpt. "What am I doing in your room?" Karina narrowed her eyes, waiting for the answer to that one question she just couldn't figure out the answer. "I should be asking you that. What are you doing in my room?" Veron decided to play with her mind a little. But seeing how her jaw was working, and the pressure she was applying on her head, he decided to tell her what happened, saving her the stress of trying to remember. "What's wrong with your head?" "I have a headache." She answered with gritted teeth. "Skye, get me that medicine for headache." He instructed via mind-link, then moved his feet again. "HEY! I SAID DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!" Karina yelled, glaring at him as if she would attack him if he takes one more step. "Get that dirty thought out of your head. I don't do shit with anyone without their consent." Veron remarked, annoyed at her thoughts and reactions toward him. "Also, I don't find men attractive." "Who are you calling a… Wait…" Karina paused, realizing this may be a good opportunity to keep him away from her. "Yes… I am a man and you definitely shouldn't find men attractive." She accepted and Veron's expression died. However, Gerrard burst out laughing. "Oh, this is perfect," Gerrard commented, enjoying himself. "You are a man," Veron repeated. "Yes, I am." Karina nodded her head. "Take off your shirt." "WHAT!" Karina exclaimed in shock and unconsciously clutched the front of her shirt. What has come over him? Didn't he just say he doesn't find men attractive? Why the hell was he saying she should take off her shirt? "If you are a man as you claim, you shouldn't have a problem standing before me without a shirt on." Veron pointed out, standing in that same spot and keeping his eyes on her. As much as he found this funny, he refused to join Gerrard in laughing to his heart's content. Hearing what he just said, Karina realized he was right. Men had no problem undressing before their fellow men, just as she had no problem undressing before Nori. Karina frowned and quickly thought of a way out, seeing he was indeed waiting for her to undress. "I am a different kind of man." She blurted, and Gerrard laughed even harder than he did the first time, rolling his body on the floor. "Oh, goddess… This is classic." Gerrard said amidst his laughter. He couldn't remember when last he heard anything as funny as what he just heard. "A different kind of man?" Veron asked and when she nodded, he added another question. "When did that specie come into existence?" "Today?" Karina answered, sounding unsure. *** Karina Harper is the sheltered first daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Harper, whose childhood experiences forced her and her parents to put certain restrictions on her life. Following the set down rules religiously, she encountered no problems in her life until the first day she spoke with Veron Silver, the most feared and most wanted student on campus.  She soon realized that everything she had believed to be true, was a lie, forcing her to question her very existence.  But who knew that the person who opened her eyes to the truth was keeping his identity a secret from her? How would she react when she finds out he was not what she thought he was?

Veekee_Lee · Fantasy
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270 Chs

Number three

"Nori... We are late." Karina half yelled from outside the door.

"I'm done," Nori informed her, right before stepping out of the room and locking the door. Strangely, they had woken up late this morning, which was not the norm.

Although they went to bed late since Karina was fuming mad about how fast the news about her being a thief had spread around the school and hostel.

Every time she tried to ignore it, she hears someone else talking about it and pointing at her the next minute. It amazed her how false news was accepted as the truth even without confirmation, especially when it was coming from a seemingly rich person.

Karina started walking out of the building, leaving Nori to catch up after locking the door.

Today, they would be split into groups and given their end-of-year research topics. Their DOD (Director of Department), Mr. Joel, had already informed them about this a week back and assigned some students who volunteered to help with the splitting process.

Mr. Joel already made it known that he wouldn't waste time. Once he gets to class, he would go straight to business, and anyone who isn't around by the time he leaves will go to extra lengths to get their partners and topics.

She had been preparing for this day, only to end up late, the exact thing she was avoiding.

"He's still in class," Nori said breathily, as they half-ran toward their destination.

Karina's worry lessened when she also heard Mr. Joel's voice, confirming what Nori said. She slowed down when they got to the door and stepped into the class.

Thankfully, they were still in the process of picking numbers when they got there. Without interrupting what he was saying, Mr. Joel just pointed toward the person holding the small basket containing the folded papers in front of the class.

Karina's brows drew together when she saw the person was Audrey. Deciding to ignore her thoughts, she moved to follow Nori, who was already approaching Audrey.

But just as she was about to take a step forward, someone pushed her aside and stepped in front of her.

When she regained her balance, she realized it was Sheila, and the latter was just walking ahead as if she didn't just shove someone.

"Mr. Silver, what's your number." She heard Mr. Joel ask, giving her Intel that Veron was in class.

Without thinking, she turned her head to search for him just to glare at him for the problems he had caused her.

Her eyes finally landed on him just at the same time he said: "number three" with a bored tone.

She sent a death stare his way, pouring all of her hurt and anger into the glare. And as if knowing what she was doing, Veron turned his head in her direction.

When his gaze landed on her, she immediately schooled her expression and looked away from him. Before now, she had not paid any attention to this particular student.

But after yesterday's encounter, and now that he locked gazes with her, she felt something she had never felt so much in her entire life — Fear.

She immediately followed after Sheila to get her number, realizing she had been idling in one spot for too long.

Meanwhile, Veron narrowed his eyes when she looked away. He followed her with his eyes, wondering why she was looking at him as if he had done the worst evil to her.

Karina reached the front of the class and just as she was about to pick a paper from the basket, she caught a suspicious exchange between Audrey and Sheila.

Before Karina could figure out what was going on between the two girls, a book flew from behind her, and landed directly on the basket, causing it to fall off Audrey's hand.

"I'm so sorry." Chloe apologized, smiling awkwardly when everyone moved their gazes toward her. It seemed she also came late, and was rushing to go pick a number when one of her books fell off.

Karina turned back to the scattered pieces of paper on the floor. Bending down, she picked one and straightened.

However, Sheila looked like she couldn't believe what just happened as her widened eyes scanned the scattered papers. Audrey just passed a paper to her now, and she lost it when the book came flying in their direction. Now, she couldn't determine which one it is.

Chloe came forward and picked a number, while Audrey and Sheila bent down to pick up the papers while whispering some words to each other.

As Karina made to return to her seat, the voice of the DOD rang out, making her pause.

"Miss Harper, reveal your number." Mr. Joel's voice echoed, and Karina unwrapped the little paper she held in her hand.

"Number three." She said in a small disappointed voice, as her shoulders slumped.

That was Veron's number, and while she was on her way to get hers, all she could hear Mr. Joel asking was "who else is number three?"

All her enthusiasm for the project watered down as a frown took over her features. How could she be paired with the only person she knew she couldn't work with and wanted to stay away from by all means?

"What?" Sheila shrieked, glaring daggers at Karina. "Give it back." She yelled, reaching out to forcefully grab the paper from Karina's hand. "That is my number."

"Miss Stevens, don't interrupt my class again. Now return the number to her this minute." Mr. Joel's voice boomed, irritated at the sudden interruption.

"It's okay, Sir. She can have it. I don't think I can work with Veron. I prefer to work with Matt." Karina announced, happy that Sheila wanted the number, and she could see Matt also just arriving.

The very moment she said that, a slight frown appeared on Veron's face. He sent a side glance toward Matt, and the crease between his brows deepened. What did she take him for? How can she prefer that nerdy bastard to him?

"I believe I don't have to persuade you before you kill him." Gerrard's cold voice echoed inside Veron's head, and immediately, he knew his wolf was as annoyed as he was at Karina's statement.

He and Gerrard never seemed to agree on anything, but in times like this when they do, their target would surely have a difficult time. He returned his gaze to Karina, narrowing his eyes as he observed how relieved she looked while hoping her request will be granted.

"Not happening, miss Harper. Your partner remains Mr. Silver. Sheila will work with Matt." Mr. Joel announced, leaving no room for argument, and a smirk appeared on Veron's face.