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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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Three months huh?

There were now five students standing in the hallway. The three students who walked past Veron and Skye earlier, Veron's mate, and a different girl in a black dress, who Veron was seeing for the first time that day.

One of the three students landed a slap on the cheek of the new girl, and before she could react, Veron's mate returned the slap and added a second one.

This was the scene Veron and Skye met as soon as they reached the hallway. Veron stood still, frowning as he set his gaze on his mate, who was glaring at the girl she just slapped as if she would add another slap at the slightest provocation.

"Hehe…" Gerrard laughed. "And somebody said she is a weak human. She doesn't look weak to me." Gerrard remarked, but Veron ignored him.

"Which one?" Skye whisper-asked, setting his eyes on the girl in black that received the first slap. In his heart, he already decided it was her. All he was waiting for was confirmation from Veron.

"Brown hair, grey shirt." Veron's answer reached his ears, disappointing his expectation. He frowned as he shifted his gaze to the person Veron just described, and lots of questions immediately registered in his head.

Most prominent of all the questions was why she was dressed in such clothes. If not for her face, one would mistake her for a man.

At that moment, a fight ensued, as the two males from the group of three, moved to attack Veron's mate and the girl in black. But before it could get serious, some doors flew open and people, who Veron suspected to be staff members, came out to break up the fight.

The five students were escorted into a different office and the door was shut.

"Find out everything you can about her and meet me upstairs," Veron instructed, then turned around the next minute and walked away from the hallway.

"I hope you are happy now, drama queen?" Veron asked Gerrard, who was wagging his tail happily.

"I am a king. Not a queen." Gerrard growled, stopping his tail from wagging as Veron's statement just killed his excitement.

"King my foot. You are a pain in the ass."

"And you should be grateful I decided to stay in your ass. If I choose somewhere else, I'm sure you would be screaming my name all day and night."

Veron's jaw fell slack at Gerrard's reply. This stupid wolf always has something to counter his words and leave him dumbfounded.

"Pervert. Get out of my head."

"Your head?" Gerrard gasped. "How can I get out of your head when your head is also my head?"

"Then shut up. I have a meeting to attend. I don't want to hear your voice again." Veron said in a stern voice and breathed out in relief when Gerrard said nothing further. However, before he could take the next step, Gerrard's voice echoed again.

"From the moment I met you boy,

I knew that your love would be,

everything that I ever wanted in my life.

From the moment you spoke my name,

I knew everything has changed,

Because of you I felt my life would be complete.

Oh, baby I need—"

"GERRARD!" Veron growled, effectively stopping Gerrard from continuing the annoying song he was singing.

"What? You don't like my song? Should I sing a different one?"

"SHUT UP!" Another growl erupted in Veron's head, clenching his jaws in annoyance as his head was beginning to ache.

Gerrard said nothing for another three seconds before his voice rang out again.

"I will only agree to stay quiet because you are enrolling in this school as per our agreement. Also, because you need to ace this meeting and I know you are not in good condition."

Veron breathed out again, then resumed his steps, only to hear Gerrard's voice again.

"And so you know, that song has become my best song. You should sing it to our mate someday." After saying this, Gerrard finally disappeared from Veron's head, giving the latter the peace he needed at that moment.

***

Three days later...

Skye walked into the office with an envelope that he dropped on Veron's desk.

"Congratulations. You are officially a student of Grimshigh College. You will be resuming in three months, department of environmental management, Junior year." Skye announced.

"Just me?" Veron asked, lifting his head from the paper he was reading, and setting his eyes on Skye.

"You and I, of course," Skye said in dismay. He didn't want to go back to college, but in this case, he had no choice. The only consolation he had was that they would be spending two years instead of four in the school.

"Good. And the girl?" Veron probed, lifting one of his brows.

"Her name is Karina Harper. She's nineteen. Lives in Kwari Town, but currently stays at the school hostel.

The girl in black is her kid sister, Nori Harper. They are in the same level and department. I couldn't get information on how that happened. But I learned they are very close and protective of each other." Skye reported, and Veron nodded.

Even without Skye mentioning the last part, from the scene that unfolded right before his eyes, he already knew they looked out for each other.

Thinking about it, a bitter smile crossed his features as he thought about his siblings. If they were to be the ones in that position, they would have joined his attackers to beat the hell out of him, if possible, end his miserable life right there.

"Three months huh?" Veron asked thoughtfully. Three months and he will return to Grimshigh College as a student, just to satisfy the craving of his stupid wolf.

He wouldn't talk to her, or have anything to do with her. He would just indulge in her wonderful, addicting scent until they would graduate and go their separate ways.

Little did he know that exactly one year later, she would show up in the same club where he was, and almost fall into the hands of slave traders, forcing him to break his vow of never talking to her.

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