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!

With shaking hands I dialed the "A" for Aamon wanting to save his contact as he had ordered. I still couldn't believe this fool was blackmailing me into doing stupid things he wishes, he's such a devil.

"Give it." He snatched the phone from my hand and quickly dialed somethings I couldn't see, then tossed it back to me.

"Here you go, now remember.." he blabbed as I unlocked my screen only to find that he had saved himself as "My other half" my face fell for the pet name, what if my mom saw it, she will think her daughter as found her one and only yet all I've found was nothing but the devil himself. Why is the moon goddess so cruel to me?

"You are to do as I tell you," he smirked evily shaking his stupid phone in my face, rubbing it all in my face. "Remember what you've promised."

Never in my life had I ever felt so helpless and humiliated as I felt at that moment. I was struggling to keep my emotions in check.

I waited for the douchebag to leave and get into the school's main doors, I waved my fist in his direction. How foolish of me, as if this could take all the rage I felt inside me away. I felt trapped like I was in a bird box.

As my fist fell, my body seemed to lose strength along with it. My head hung down powerlessly, my shoulders slumping in defeat. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, all the air sucked out of me.

"Why did I agree to this?" I whispered to myself, feeling like I had made the hugest mistake of my life.

"Nixx," I called to my wolf hoping she would cormfort me, she always had ways of giving me support and advise in times when I so needed it.

"What have I done?" I asked her, my mind racing with worries about the future.

"Don't worry, Haven," she said. "I've already connected with Lykon through the mate bond."

"Whose Lykon?" I questioned as the name seemed so foreign in my ears.

"Silly you," I could imagine Nixx's big smile as she talked. "Lykon is Aamon's wolf, he's very nice and super handsome just like Aamon, he told me that Aamon likes you, and I think this could be a good thing."

Well! I was now starting to regret all the trust I had put in my wolf, here she was talking dreamily like a love sick puppy over the person that just blackmailed me.

"We are supposed to hate Aamon not like him" I scolded her.

"Trust me babe, Aamon isn't as bad as you think," my wolf replied. "And who knows, maybe this is fate's way of bringing you two together. You should accept it, this is what the moon goddess chose for you."

I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs Nixx was starting to put in my head. "I don't know, Nixx This feels wrong."

But she just chuckled, "Trust me, Haven I know what I'm talking about. Just accept fate and see where it takes you."

I sighed in resignation, no one can ever win an argument with my wolf, so the best thing I had to do was to ignore this all. And act like none of it was happening.

* * *

I was packing up my things, ready to head home early after a long day of classes. This must have been the longest werewolf history lecture ever. My phone vibrated, I hesitated for a moment before pulling it out, already knowing who it was.

"My other half!" I read out disgustingly.

"Bring me water, hockey field, now!"

I rolled my eyes, at his rudeness, he could have said a hello atleast. It seems I was now his personal servant. That douchebag. If only there was a way I could get out of this agreement we made. I was now forced the do everything he asked me so he could keep my secret, I regretted the day I wrote the very first chapter of my erotic novels. I wouldn't be in all this mess right now, if only I had kept my imagination to myself.

But now it was too late, plus I didn't regret so much since I really liked what I was doing. It had become a hobby for me, the only thing I truly enjoyed but this fool was ruining it for me.

"Fine, am bringing it," I typed out a quick reply before heading to the canteen to buy Mr. Jerk face a bottle of water.

I had no choice but to be at his beck and call. I had to keep up my end of the bargain, no matter how much I didn't want to.

As I walked towards the hockey field, I couldn't help but get captivated by the game a little. Or more so because of the duel that was happening.

"Just look at the skills both the young Alphas Aamon and Ryder are bringing?" I heard the MC's voice from the speakers.

I watched from the sidelines as Aamon and Ryder clashed on the ice, their hockey sticks flying as they battled for control of the puck. The crowd cheered and chanted, drawn in by the intensity these two were bringing to the game.

"Matt, may I remind you that Blackwood was the youngest ever werewolf to enter the hockey field, he started playing at four."

"Ohhh! Did you see that?" One Mc asked the other. "Blackwood just slammed the striker of Winter wolves Ryder Glacier, straight into the barrier."

I was amazed at how Aamon managed to throw Ryder on the ground, they were both so ....

My mind was interupted by a group of girls that surrounded me, they all had their eyes on Aamon and Ryder, what suprised me was that I had never seen them on campus before, they must have been from another University.

"Oh my gosh, Aamon is so hot!" one of them squealed. "I know, right? And Ryder's abs are amazing!"

"I wish Aamon would just let me lick the sweat off his abs, after the game. I would so gladly do it," another moaned loudly.

I rolled my eyes, uninterested in their conversation. I just wanted to deliver the water and leave as soon as possible.

But as the game ended and Aamon strode towards me, I felt a flutter in my chest. He was grinning, his eyes sparkling like two bright jewels twinkling in the light, his smile was like a beam of sunlight, so enchanting for some reason I found myself becoming captive to it.

You are a lifesaver," he said taking the bottle from me.

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "No problem. I just wanted to get it over with."

He chuckled before opening his lips like he was going to say something, just then a group of uni girls caught his attention, asking for photographs, autographs and hugs, I could tell some wanted more though, it was never hard for me to notice a slut most especially because I wrote so many times about them in my erotic novels.

I took advantage of the distraction to make my escape, but Aamon's voice called out behind me. "Hey, Haven, where do you think you're going, am not done with you yet."

Aamon's voice sent shivers down my spine. I knew that tone, there was a hint of pure evil in it. I didn't dare look back, fearing what I might see.

But I had to.

I had no choice!