Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! Chapter 109. Stalker

Maisie

While I’d been out of commission, Regina had collected so of my things from the Night Shade pack. My fingers stalled on the old, worn photo fra of Dad, Mom, and Lana.

My eyes prickled as I ran my thumb over the picture. I stared at Mom the longest. I’d never felt for a single day in my life that she wasn’t my real mom.

Soren’s recalling of events had made start to feel and think other things. If Dad hadn’t left with Lana and I, what would my life have been like? Would I really have been mated to Kisten instead? Married to him? Popping out his babies?

I shuddered at that thought before it got replaced by another.

What was she like? My biological mother? Calling her that felt like a betrayal.

But I couldn’t help but think about her. This cruel woman, who had my father killed for taking us. This woman who killed Soren’s mother. If she had gone to such lengths to get back... was it because I mattered? Or was it because she lost her little breeder daughter?

I was leaning towards the latter.

If she cared or loved us, she would’ve co for both Lana and I, not just .

I felt a pang of ’sothing’ in my chest at the thought, but I shoved it down. My mother was Matilda Adams. I didn’t know who that woman was.

"You do not have to be uncomfortable around ," Juliette said an hour later when she suddenly moved into my space and I cringed. "This is about the kiss?"

My cheeks burned. "I’m sorry—"

"Don’t be." Her eyes were wide and earnest. "I wasn’t upset by it. For my first real kiss, it blew my mind."

I gasped with mortification. And then she started giggling. "I’m French, Maisie. We kiss every-ti. When greeting, when happy, when sad, before breakfast, after breakfast, when grateful, when saying goodbye." As if to make her point, she said, "I should leave you to rest."

And then kissed soundly on both my cheeks and flitted out of the room, humming like the world was made of rainbows and soft pink clouds.

I thought Juliette was a very strange woman.

****

Water beat down on my skin from the shower and I ran my fingers through my wet hair, shivering under the onslaught of the cold water.

It was happening again.

Heat.

I was mistaken to think it would end completely with the transition. Sotis, it ca out of nowhere, hitting like a tsunami, and I didn’t know what to do with myself in those monts.

I had developed a habit of staying under the freezing cold shower until it passed. But it seed I was beginning to grow immune to even that. My Lycan really wasn’t helping matters. She’d been sending picture after naked picture into my mind of the four of them.

My eyes squeezed shut as I tried to rid myself of the images.

And then, I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck.

I scread, whirling with my fist aid at—

At nothing.

My heart thundered in my chest as I glanced around the bathroom. There was no one in here with .

I started to wonder if I was going insane when I noticed the door of the bathroom was ajar. And what followed was the sound of a rustle and a thud coming from my bedroom.

What the hell?

"Hello?" I called out, snatching my towel off the rack and wrapping it around my body.

I swore to the goddess that if one of them was creeping on like a fucking stalker, I was going to hurt soone.

But the scent I caught when I got into my bedroom was unfamiliar. My eyes widened when I noticed my little box had been ransacked, and the photograph of my family was gone, the fra shattered on the ground.

The balcony door was open.

It hadn’t been before.

I heard another thud and a soft cuss echo from outside and I didn’t think before running over to the balcony, gripping the railing and glancing over the edge.

It moved so fast, I couldn’t follow it. All I saw was blue-black fur.

Not the wolf kind.

The Lycan kind.

I glanced back at my clothes. It would take way too much ti to put them on.

I leapt over the railing.

A soft cry tore out of as I shifted. It hurt, goddess, it hurt so bad. I didn’t understand how anyone enjoyed doing this. It felt like I was being broken a million tis and reset in the sa breath.

I hadn’t tried to since the transition. Though I knew if I needed to, I could just reach down and shift.

My fur was brown, with streaks of gold. And when I caught my reflection on the surface of one of the tall windows as I ran, I thought I was on the smaller side. Obviously feminine. If a little cute. If you could call a monstrosity cute. But I was impossibly fast.

The world blurred around as I went after that scent, letting my Lycan guide forward.

I caught a glimpse of him again.

His eyes were sterling grey. There was sothing malicious and hateful in them when he saw gaining on him. I caught a whiff of anger in the air, which only served to infuriate so more when he blurred out of my vision like a ghost.

He broke into my room. Into my bathroom. Creep in on naked. Stole sothing that belonged to . What the hell was he pissed about? I didn’t even know who he was—

Sothing slamd into from the side and I flew a few feet back, shifting swiftly and landing onto my paws like a cat.

The Lycan stood a few feet away, his teeth bared at . And I blinked when I heard a word spat at in a rough, male voice.

"Traitor."

Huh?

And then, he turned and disappeared into the trees.

I started to go after him when I noticed I was at the edge of our woods. Any further, and I would be out of the estate.

Walking over to where he’d been a second ago, my paws brushed over sothing warm. And I glanced down.

It was a blue sweater. With the familiar letters embroidered onto the front of it, like it was on every first year’s assigned sweats.

My stalker was a student at Greymoor.