Page 5 of Vengeful Valentine

Fed up at this point, Kristoff didn’t pay much more attention to the interaction before stepping lightly to his girlfriend and Emrey.

“What seems to be the problem here?” He used his authoritarian voice.

Emrey remained silent, staring pointedly ahead, her shoulders squared.

His girlfriend offered him a simpering smile. “We have it handled, no worries.”

She brushed her hair back, it was freshly dyed some dark purplish blue color. He honestly hated it, but he wasn’t going to tell her that.

Before walking away, Emrey whispered a soft, “Thanks.”

Kristoff noticed that the man from before followed Emrey from the shadows but decided not to comment on it. Emrey wasn’t his prey to worry about.

Instead, he bent down, trying to nonchalantly whisper into his girlfriend’s ear. “Sweet pea, you know it’s best to not get involved. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt.” He pushed his mostly friendly tone out.

“I know, but…,” She looked up at him, whining just a bit. Her eyes were eerily dark, almost pitch black, but even still, they were soft and naïve. “I just wanted to do what was right.”

God she’s a fucking idiot.

“Of course, sweet pea. I understand. Are you ready for our trip this weekend?” He felt the heat of someone’s stare and jerked up, glancing around. He confirmed no one was watching their interaction, but the feeling didn’t subside. He returned his attention to her.

“Yes, professor.” She stood up on her tip-toes pressing a soft kiss on his cheek.

Her gentle subservient voice, her lips moving around theOs of professor, her clear innocence.

His dick jerked to attention.

Controlling his urges, he grabbed her gently by the wrist and began to drag her with him to his car. The halls were empty now, and the only people he might run into were other professors.

But in a school as corrupt as this, he doubted they would care.

His dick hurt as it stretched at the fabric of his pants, but he paid it no mind.

Soon enough he would take what he wanted.

Whether she wanted him to or not.

Because after all,Ashminewashis.

Chapter 3

Hawk

Hawk watched as the professor andAshminesettled into the cabin. He had set up cameras from every vantage point he could manage, checked for blind spots, and now it was time to play.

“They fell right into the trap.” Silas’s hands landed on Hawk’s shoulders as he peered up at the security feed.

It took everything for Hawk to not jump; he hadn’t heard Silas coming. He was completely deaf in one ear, but he hadn’t told the brothers about the gun shot yet, nor how it had changed him.

A door opening and closing behind him brought in a waft of the frigid Colorado air and it had Hawk turning in his seat, brushing off Silas’s hands.

Hawk was now forced to rely on his other senses to make up for his…shortcomings.

“Ace,” he acknowledged the final piece of their crew.

Their remaining brother. Their family.

Not by blood, but by a bond deeper than that.

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