Storm is a nobody without her pretty face, her smart mouth and her oblivious healing gift. But all that changes when the gods, to prevent the annihilation of an entire specie, orchestrates her meeting with an underground mafia lord; a ruthless Lycan, who had been exiled from his pack for killing his father. ***TO NOTE*** Story contains: 1. R18 scenes 2. Violence. 3.Short tales of two other main characters apart from Female Lead(related). 4. Up for WSA!
"You remember the drill right? After lectures, you'll find me at my faculty. I will be waiting there." Jutul was speaking, stopping when Storm shook her head.
They had just arrived at campus, and Jutul thought it wise to revise their motions after school today.
"What is the problem? What don't you agree with, Storm?"
"It's weird if I keep coming to your faculty to seek for you. It would create the impression that I am a desperate bitch. So, for the good of our reputation, we will meet at the parking lot. Or someplace…I don't know. But once you are done, just text me, or once I am done with the lectures and all there is, I will text you. We will find out how and when to meet each other. I think that is better." Storm surmised, grabbing her backpack.
Jutul nodded. Not like he had a choice, but he could see the sense in what she was saying.
"Alright then. Have a nice day."