Aamon's Pov

Last years summer vacation, we had gone to Hawaii as a family, me, dad and Em. It had always been a family tradition, mom had brought it up before she died, she was a very adventurous person, she loved exploring nature, the world and everything so we decided to keep this up even when she died in her memory.

The first day we did arrive, I realise that my phone battery had died from playing too much games while on the plane. I checked in my luggage for my charger and power bank but they were no where to be seen, I had left them back home. I remembered that Ember has the same charger as mine so I decided to go to her room and ask her to assist me with it.

When I reached her assigned room, I knocked several times but she didn't open so I let myself in. Her luggage was lying everywhere around the room, I heard the sound of water running from the bathroom and the sound of my sister singing from the shower. Not wanting to disturb her I decided to search for the charger myself.

As I opened her bags, I tossed out her power bank and placed it next to her laptop on the bed. The screen flickered to life, revealing what I guess was an online novel. Ember didn't suit me as the reading type so curiosity got the better of me, and I began to read.

The words on the screen were captivating, they read,

We were in the middle of family movie night, me, dad, Stacie the woman my dad had recently married and her son Joseph. Everything was going great the avenger end game movie we were watching was great plus the snacks.

Suddenly I felt a hand go down on my thigh, I turned to dad and Stacie but the hand was none of theirs as they were happily cuddling like the cute newly wed honeymoon couple they were.

I quickly turned around and saw that it was Joseph, my step brother who liked messing around with me, ever since we moved into their house he hasn't let me breathe for a single moment without any of his dirty flirting. After looking at him, I turned back to our parents whose eyes were glued on the TV.

"What are you doing?" I asked Joseph softly not wanting the parents to hear. He just smirked and pretended to be watching TV.

"Jose..." My words got cut as he moved his hands further. He moved his body closer to mine, now I was practically on his lap.

Within seconds of his hand being on my thigh, it moved into my pants.

He knew what he was doing to me and he liked it. Liked that I was biting my lips to suppress the moans he was causing me.

He looked me dead in the eyes, before looking back at our parents and then back to me. He lowered his sinful mouth right next to my ear and whispered, " You have no idea how much I want to bend you over this couch and fuck that pretty cunt of yours. I want you to scream out my name till your lungs can't no more."

I bit my lips harder as I could feel my orgasm, reach simple due to his words.

He lowered his fingers simply down into my pants until they were in ....

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The sound of the shower stopped, and I knew I had to leave before Ember caught me snooping but that was right after I memorised the name of the website and the authors name, Muse. I was so desperate to know what happened between Joseph and his step sister.

The name of the writer was a mystery, no one could ever guess who it was, not even my sister who had been reading her stories longer than I had started. How did I find out that the girl whose room was just a few meters mine, was the very girl who wrote such amazing erotic that could make anyone cum in seconds?

I accidentally hacked into all the computers in the neighborhood that's when I stumbled upon her writer account and realised that the nerdy girl from across my window was the same Muse whose stories my sister touched herself to on every fuckin night occasion, I heard moans coming from Em's room plenty of times.

I bet she will be super embarrassed when she finds out that the girl she loathes alot is the same girl whose writing she can't get over.

I created a virtual identity, "Eros" just to connect with Haven online. I wanted to ease the conflict she and my sister have since I know it's based on useless trash, I don't get why women fight over men, especially boys likes Ryder, he's nothing but a playboy, all he has on his mind is nothing but sex.

Eros and Muse became close friends, it all happened too fast and so naturally, that we talked about everything books, life, and dreams. I was surprised by her intelligence, and kindnes, she was so different from the the nerdy girl with ugly glasses that I knew in person, more open and vulnerable to everyone, even the omegas Picked on her.

She even confided in me about her crush on Alpha son Ryder, that disgusting man whore, I agree I do fuck around alot but not as much as he does, if he wasn't wolf am sure he would be having plenty of STDs now. Ryder is a self absorbed jerk who only cares about his physical appearance and bed conquests. And to make matters worse, she wants to give her first time to him.

I couldn't stand the thought of it. Ryder didn't deserve her. He would only hurt her, use her for his own pleasure. I had to act fast, to protect her from herself.

And that is what I was just about to do today's morning, go to her and tell her to stop fuckin thinking about that asshole, I wanted to warn her so I stormed to her classroom, my heart racing with in strange manner I couldn't quite give a name to. I spotted that scumbag Ryder, with his stupid smug face on which only fueled my anger. grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, my grip so tight, I was almost strangling him.

"Where's Haven?" I demanded, my voice low but dangerous.

The punk smirked, "Your sister took her to the restroom.

"Fuck, Ember," I sighed in frustration, my instincts screamed at me to go to her, to make sure she was safe. I released Ryder, hurried out of their classroom, my eyes scanne the hallway for any sign of Haven or Ember. What in the world was Ember thinking of doing to the poor girl, my sister was one hell of a sick girl, she could do all kinds of stupid things with out using her brain.

As I approached the restroom, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I only hoped Ember hadn't done anything to the poor girl yet.

I pushed open the door, my senses on high alert.

As I entered the restroom, I was hit with a wave of scent the strongest scent I had ever smelt, it was one of freshly washed laudry and a mix of Vanilla, it was definitely the sweetest thing ever.

I felt my wolf's excitement grow, recognizing the change in Haven's scent. She had transformed. I approached her, my eyes locked on hers that were hidden behind those glasses. I could see the fear and uncertainty there, but I knew she was mine. My wolf knew it too.

"Mine" I whispered, my voice husky with desire. I leaned in burying my nose into her long wavy red hair, wanting to inhale more of the new drug I had found, one that was stronger than any other drug on the world. I was definitely going to become an addict to her scent.

But instead of accepting me, she shook her head. "No, I won't accept you Aamon Blackwood!" She spat out with venom and a very determined look on her face while I felt a hundred daggers being stuck into my chest.

My wolf growled, refusing to accept her rejection. I took a step closer, my eyes burning with intensity and equal determination has hers.

"You're mine, Haven, My mate. You can't deny it."

Haven's eyes flashed with sturbboness "I won't be forced into anything. I choose who I want to be with, and it's not you."

My wolf snarled, outraged by her refusal. But I knew I had to calm down, to convince her otherwise. I took a deep breath, trying to reason with her.

"Haven, please. Listen to me. We're meant to be together. I can feel it."

But she turned away, her rejection clear. My wolf and I were stunned, our excitement turning to frustration and anger. We wouldn't give up, though. We would fight for our mate, no matter what.

I watched her walk away, her sadness so visible to me and Lykon. I was longing to comfort her, but I couldn't reveal my true identity as "Eros"I that was going to only complicate things. So I had to bare watching her leave, I had to first go home.

Once classes were over I didn't even waste a second to get into my car, I rushed like a man on mission straight to my room and logged in , waiting anxiously for her to come online, hoping she would reach out to me.

Finally, her message popped up, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Eros" I typed. "Am having the worst writer's block ever. Have you read the comments on my new book. My writing is terrible, they said it's faked. I feel like a total failure, right now."

"Haven, relax," I typed my response as quick as hers came in. "I read the comments too, they are pretty harsh, not nice at all. Am sorry if they are getting to you sweetheartYeah!"

I wonder what psychos post those stupid comments, if I could just get to know who they were, I would burst into their homes and rip their brainless heads off, for being rude to my baby girl.

"I don't know, Eros, I think am going to die a virgin."

This was something that ticked my mind, I wanted so much to help her. I wished for nothing to stress my baby girl.

I typed "I understand how you feel sweetheart b ut that doesn't mean you can't explore pleasure in other ways."

Her response came in a bit too fast than usual "What do you mean? Are there other ways to find pleasure besides having sex."

I couldn't help but smile at her innocence, she was too pure, too good for this world and that is one of the things that were driving me to her, pulling me in like a magnet.

"Well, duh! Ofcourse. There are many ways. Have you ever considered using toys."

"Toys how? infact my mom gave them all away to the orphanage last month"

Now this was something that heard me bursting into laughter, she's so funny too.

"Am not saying those kind of toys, Am saying adult toys they are better than men." I added a link just for her to get better understanding of what I was saying. "Am going to place an order for you, so you won't have to worry about your mom finding out. Just say the word and I'll do it."

I didn't have to see her psychically to know that she was blushing, I just knew she was. Always the little cute shy girl!

I waited for her reply for about 30 minutes, I was patient for her reply. The moment she sent the "Yes" I wasted no time reaching over for my phone and ordered some toys to her address, I ordered the exact ones that were used in the link I had sent her, a vibrator, a small dildo, nothing too much to snatch my princess's virginity away from me.

I watched through my window as the delivery man handed her the package I had sent, I made sure the delivery was so private not even the man knew what he was delivering. I didn't want her getting into trouble with her mom, Mrs Laura.

I stayed at my window waited for her to get to her room, the funny thing was that she had forgotten to lock her window, the curtain was also open so I could see everything that was going on inside her room.

I watched as she slowly took off clothes off, revealing her gorgeous body to me, I wished I could take a closer look as the 10 metres distance from our rooms wasn't allowing me see enough. She hoped onto the bed, picked up the pink dildo whose color I strictly ordered since I know girls like pink alot. She stuck it onto herself and started riding it, I felt jeoulosy, jeoulosy of the toy, I wished I was in it's place.

I gazed at Haven who had a bewildered look on her face. I praised her behavior with a slow, sensual smile, pressed my lips together curling up slightly, teasingly licked my bottom lip. She was just so damn hot.

Her eyes widened in horror, my body reacted instinctively, my dick starting to harden again. I had to possess her, claim her as mine. She's my mate for goddess's sake.

I quickly sent a text message to Haven, my fingers flying across the screen. "I'm happy to be your object of release, Haven. Whenever, wherever you want."

My fingers grazed the curtain, I couldn't help but repeat that strange thing Aamon had done with his lips. As I did, I felt a shiver run down my spine. That's when it hit me that he was still watching me from across his room.

My heart skipped a beat, racing violently as I imagined the consequences of what has just happened. Yes I had gotten my pleasure and it felt saw good but then that douchebag had seen me.

Without thinking, on instinct I yanked the curtain shut, as if the fabric could shield me from the shame inside me. I took a deep breath hidding behind the curtain, my chest heaving as I struggled to calm my emotions.

My fingers twitched, unconsciously tugging at the edge of the curtain. Questions and worries drowned my mind. "Will he tell others? Especially his sister? Can I still go to school tomorrow?"

Easy I was going go to sleep, wake up the next morning and pretend none of this happened, this was the only plan I had in mind. I slowly made my way to bed, covered myself with the covers and shut my eyes close but I so more than sure knew that I wasn't going to have a goodnight sleep. I was fighting with myself but I couldn't get out of my head what just happened, most especially the way his eyes never stopped looking at me. How was I ever going to go back to school?

Early in the morning, I was awoken by a text from an unknown number, "I'm happy to be your object of release, Haven. Whenever, wherever you want."

This had me screaming my lungs out, waking my mom up, she doesn't get up early since she is always tired from the night shift.

"Haven!!" My mom's voice screeched in worry from across the house. It didn't take long before she burst into my room, concern etched on her face. "Haven, what's wrong?!"

I quickly scratched my head, scrambling for an excuse, not wanting to worry her, there was no way I was telling her about the stupid messege. "It's nothing mom, I just saw a cockroach, that's all."

She looked relieved but still a bit worried. "Okay, sweetie, but are you sure you're okay?"

I nodded, trying to reassure her. But inside, I was a volcanic mess that was about to erupt anytime from now.

The mysterious text message had brought back all the anxiety from yesterday. I wasn't sure I even had the guts to show up to school today. How about I played sick! Mom would for sure fall for it. She'll give me plenty of tablets and cover me with all those blankets but it will be worth it.

"You're sure, you ain't hiding anything from me?" Mommy asked, here came in her excessive worry. I don't blame her though, she was just being a mom.

"No!" I exclaimed, "Ofcourse not!"

"Is everything fine at school?"

I gulped, "Yes it's fine. Am just worried about the upcoming tests, like everyone else." I lied. There was no way I was staying home not with all these questions she was firing at me.

"I know how much you concerned about that scholarship, but I don't need you to pressure yourself too much, honey," she pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head. Her words were always so cormforting.

"Thank you, mom," I smiled at her, "I'll try."

If only she knew that tests were less of my worries.

"Come on, get ready and hurry before the bus leaves you, she got up from my bed, kissed the top of my head before walking out of my room with a heavy yawn. She must have worked over time.

After she left I hurridely went to the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my hair and took a bath very quickly. I had to get ready quickly or I would miss the bus. Next, yanked the brush through my tangled locks, wincing as it caught on a knot. I didn't have time for this, but I couldn't go to school looking like a mess.

I finished combing my hair, chose the first attire that came to my mind, a black crochet top and a pair of jeans. I grabbed my backpack, shoving my books and lunch inside. I took one last look in the mirror, ensuring I looked presentable.

Then I sprinted out the door, my heart racing. I could see the bus in the distance, its taillights fading as it pulled away from the stop. I ran as fast as I could, my backpack bouncing behind me. But no matter how hard I ran, I couldn't catch up. I was doomed!!

I stood there, feeling defeated, as the bus drove away without me. But then, a familiar scent hit me like a ray of sun. The smell of honey and moonlight sailed in the air, and my heart skipped a beat. It was him, Aamon Blackwood!

As the scent drew closer, I felt a stir within me. My wolf, I could sense Nixx's excitement, her longing to be near Aamon's wolf.

I tried to resist, but my body seemed to have a mind of it's own. I turned towards the scent, my eyes landed on a sleek, shinning black Chevrolet Camaro that stopped right infront of me.

Aamon stuck out his head through the window and rudely asked me to get in but I didn't want to.

I thought by rejecting him, the mate bond would be broken but I guess I was wrong. I could feel its pull, so strong, drawing me to Blackwood like a magnet. I wanted to get closer, to inhale his scent and feel his warmth.

Nixx growled in agreement, her voice echoing in my mind. "Go to him, Haven. He is our mate. Claim him ours."

"Come on baby, girl, I won't bite except of you let me," he said his tone husky and filled with genuine concern, I bet he was faking the concern.

"Rot in hell!" I spat at him and kept on walking . My ego was bigger than Mars itself.

Aamon rolled his eyes, a pout appearing on his face. "Come on, we wouldn't want you losing that scholarship."

Scholarship! I was shocked as to how he found out about my scholarship. But then I felt Nixx pout from inside me. Here he was Aamon Blackwood breaking our team already. He even got Nixx to open my thoughts to him. Such a jerk.

"Go away," I waved my hand dismissively at him but the fool didn't seem bothered at all. I would rather go on my knees and beg principal Witherspoon than climb into his stupid beautiful car.

But then what if the principal refused, I wouldn't wish for my mom to go back to working day and night just to get my tuition. Plus what could possibly go wrong. This was just a ride.

Releasing a sigh, I opened his car and jumped into the back seat. I looked at Aamon, he waited for me to get cormfortable before he started driving.

For the first 30 seconds, there was actually some peace in this car, most especially since none of us said a word to the other. I swear I will never be as desperate to get to school than today but atleast for now I was happy with the silence. Well! Maybe I had celebrated too soon since I saw that dirty smirk spreading across Aamon's face from the car mirror, I could tell he was watching me the whole time.

"You were very sexy and hot yesterday, when touching yourself," he said his voice law and husky, his words caught me off guard, and my face immediately flushed with heat.

I felt the blood drain from my cheeks burning, I was dying of embarrassment. "Shut up, Aamon!" I scowled him, trying to hide my face by covering it with my palms.

But the fool just chuckled and continued, "I mean it, Haven you have an incredible body."

My blush deepened, spreading down my neck and chest. I felt exposed. He parked infront of the school compound, before locking both of us inside the car.

"What are you doing?" I questioned only for the smirking fool to ignore my question. One minute he was in the driver's seat, his hands on the wheels, the next Aamon was leaning close, his lips inches from mine. Before I could react, he brought his lips to mine.

My eyes fluttered closed, and I felt a rush of excitement. His lips were soft, gentle, and persuasive at last, I was melting in it. That was before he thrust his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss.

He tasted of mint and sandwiches, I bet that is what he had for breakfast. He really was such a damn! Good kisser!

I won't lie I liked it, I was surprised, I liked the feeling of Aamon's lips on mine, the way he made me feel alive.

As we broke apart for air, I heard his laughter, low and husky. "You don't need to rely on toys, Haven," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. "I can make you reach orgasm in just seconds, I'm confident of that."

My face burned with embarrassment, but my body was full of excitement. No one had ever made me feel this way before.

His words sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to believe him, to trust him. But could I?

His over confident smile, his eyes sparkling with desire. I felt my ego weakening, my body craving his.

"Try me," he whispered, his lips brushing against mine again.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Aamon the brother of the girl who can't stand me, let alone she gets suffocating breathing the same air I breathe. No way.

"Why not?" my Nixx asked. "Isn't sleeping with the brother of your enemy a form of revenge? And besides, Aamon is our mate, your soulmate."

"Are you crazy?" I said, trying to sound firm. "I'm not going to sleep with a Blackwood." I told her through our link.

Aamon laughed, his confident smile making my heart skip a beat. "Come on, Haven," he said. "I know you want to. And I can make you feel things you've never felt before."

His gaze was persuasive, I felt drawn to him, as if it was impossible to resist his gravity.

"Please," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Let me show you."

And I, weakly, began to consider it...

"No!" I spat at him, reaching my hand up to open the door but before I could hold it, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.

I stood my ground, trying to look as confident as I could muster. "I mean it, Aamon, I'm not going to sleep with you."

Aamon raised an eyebrow, his expression of amusement. "Really?" he drawled, his voice dripping with suprise.

I nodded, trying to convince myself as much as him. "Yes, really. I'm not interested."

Aamon chuckled, his gorgeous emerald eyes crinkling with his sinister smile.

His smile faltered, and his eyes narrowed, a dark shade in them. "Listen, Haven. I'm not joking around. You need to agree to my request."

I shook my head, trying to keep my voice steady. "No, Blackwood, I won't do it."

His face darkened, and he leaned in dangerously close. "Fine. If you won't do it willingly, then maybe you'll need a little motivation."

He pulled out his phone and started scrolling through it, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You see, baby girl, I know all about your little online hobby. And I'm sure your friends and family most especially your mom Mrs. Laura would love to know about it too. Muse."

My heart skipped a beat after hearing him say that name, my fuckin pen name. How did he know about it? "You wouldn't," I whispered.

He shrugged arrogantly. "Oh, but I would. I'll post screenshots of your online activity all over social media. You'll be the laughingstock of the school, for sure."

I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead. He couldn't do that. He wouldn't do that. But the look in his eyes told me he was dead serious.

"Please, Aamon" I begged. "Don't do this. It will ruin my life."

Aamon leaned back in his seat, a victory smile spreading across his face. "So, what's it going to be, baby doll? Are you going to agree to my request, or do we take this to the next level?"

I felt trapped, with no way out. Aamon Blackwood had me right where he wanted me.

And there was no way out!