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My trembling hand Ch 26

    Chapter 26 Bully


    Chapter 26 Bully


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    My throat was parched, but it turned out it wasn’t water that I needed. The suppressant entered <b>my </b>lips, <b>and </b>I quickly swallowed. I <b>drank </b>his lips like it was thest drop of water on this. I could feel the effects of the suppressant <b>kicking </b><b>in</b><b>. </b>but even then, I didn’t feel like the beating of my heart was slowing <b>down</b>.


    More.


    I needed more.


    I opened my mouth, and his tongue plunged right in, massaging mine. Another moan escaped my lips, and with that, he pulled away, but not without biting my lips.


    I gasped before unconsciously leaning for more. However, when I saw his face, one that reverted back to its usual nonchnce, I couldn’t help but move away.


    “You’re such a handful,” he said, shaking his head. “I told you–desperation isn’t a good look.”


    Despite the remaining heat in my body, I finally stepped <b>away</b>, closing my eyes for a moment out of embarrassment. Why <b>did </b>I do that? I must be out of my mind!


    It was a good thing it didn’t progress to a more sensual deed. With that, I swallowed the annoyance I felt for insinuating I was desperate and let out <b>a </b>small breath


    “<b>Thank </b>you for your help.”


    Cade shook his head and massaged the bridge of his nose. It was then that I noticed that his cheeks, too, had gone red. <b>And </b><b>a </b>little lower, I noticed something once again.


    The tightness in his jeans–they weren’t there just a few moments <b>ago</b><b>, </b><b>was </b>it? He must have noticed my gaze because he stepped back once more.


    “You still smell <b>too </b>sweet,” he muttered. “Can’t you control your pheromones better?”


    I bit <b>my </b>lip, feeling <b>that </b><b>familiar </b>sting of <b>embarrassment</b>. <b>Controlling </b>my pheromones has always been a challenge for me. Before I could muster & <b>response</b><b>, </b><b>however</b>, he stepped closer <b>and </b>suddenly enveloped me in a hug.


    For reasons I couldn’t quite understand, <b>that </b>simple gesture <b>sent </b>my <b>heart </b><b>racing </b>even faster <b>than </b>the <b>kiss </b>we had shared. “Don’t get the wrong idea,” he <b>quickly </b>added, prompting me to attempt to shut down the feelings brewing within me.


    “Just protect yourself well,” he murmured, stepping back as abruptly as he hade, and without another word, he began to walk away, leaving me feeling in a daze.


    I stood frozen<b>, </b><b>unsure </b>of how long I had remained that way, <b>until </b>the sound of the bell ringing <b>jolted </b>me <b>back </b>to <b>reality</b>. The first <b>ss </b>was over


    “I can’t read your <b>mind</b>,” I <b>muttered </b>to myself <b>as </b>I <b>walked </b>away from the <b>teacher’s </b>lounge, the hallways <b>now </b>bustling <b>with </b>other students.


    One moment, he was <b>kind</b><b>, </b><b>and </b>the next, he <b>was vehemently </b>denying any kindness <b>whatsoever</b>. To add to my <b>confusion</b>, it seemed he wanted nothing to do with my existence.


    With a heavy sigh, I decided it was best to forget what had <b>just </b>happened. I needed to keep my suppressants close at hand


    my heat had be increasingly <b>unpredictable</b>.


    because


    As I made my way through the <b>crowded </b>hallways <b>toward </b>the library to meet <b>Tessa</b>, I couldn’t help but notice the curious nces directed my way. Some students whispered to one another<b>, </b>casting me nasty stares.


    I frowned in confusion but resolved to ignore them, there <b>were </b>more pressing matters at hand. Finally, I arrived <b>at </b>the <b>library </b>and spotted Tessa, who was waiting for me with an anxious expression. Relieved to see me, she momentarily paused,


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    tilting her head as she assessed my demeanor.


    +5 <b>Free </b>Coins


    “Is something wrong?” I asked, ncing around. Even in the supposed sanctuary of the library. I felt the other students ring at me.


    “Did <b>you </b>meet with Alpha Cade?” she asked suddenly, causing my eyes to widen in <b>surprise</b>. How did she know?


    “<b>You </b>smell <b>just </b>like <b>him</b>,” she added<b>, </b><b>and </b>I felt my cheeks warm up.


    I decided to arrive early for our Combat and Sports ss, hoping to take a shower in the gym to wash away the lingering scent of Cade. Throughout the day, students had approached me withpletely inappropriate questions, <b>asking </b>if I <b>had </b>slept with him, and some even bluntly asserting that I didn’t deserve to be with someone like Cade.


    No matter how earnestly I denied those ims, the attention wouldn’t wane. In an attempt to cover his scent, I even drenched myself with my own cologne. Unsurprisingly, it paled inparison, and Cade’s scent still permeated everything. triumphing over my efforts.


    So, here I was, alone in the showers, scrubbing vigorously, desperate to wash away his lingering smell. At least, that was the n until I heard heavy breaths from outside the shower stall.


    I froze: those did not sound like female footsteps. <b>Turning </b>off <b>the </b>water, I held my <b>breath </b>and listened intently.


    “You think you can hide yourself in the women’s shower? <b>That’s </b>pathetic,” a familiar voice spat.


    My heart <b>sank </b><b>as </b>I recognized it was my brother, Kieran, nked by <b>two </b>other werewolves. Peeking through the small gap in the door, I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Standing in front of them was a man–smaller, nervously pressing <b>against </b>the wall, wearing sses that slipped down his nose, his hair hanging over his forehead.


    “I–I just went into the wrong room,” the boy stammered, his voice shaky.


    “Sure, sure, Let’s leave it at that,” Kieran replied with a mocking smirk, stirring feelings <b>of </b>anxiety within me. shbacks of how he had treated me in the past rushed back.


    “Now, where’s the money for breaking <b>that </b>vase inside the mansion?” Kieran demanded.


    “I–I don’t <b>have </b>it yet, but I promise to pay it <b>back</b>,” the boy replied.


    <b>Kieran </b>clicked his tongue in <b>disapproval</b>. “You know that’s <b>not </b>the truth. You made a mistake, and now you have to live with the consequences<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    The one thing I hate the most is people making excuses–or <b>those </b><b>who </b>try to live outside their <b>own </b>capacity,” <b>he </b>continued. poking the boy’s shoulder with a menacing look


    “If you <b>couldn’t </b>afford it in the <b>first </b>ce, then you shouldn’t have <b>broken </b>the <b>vase</b>,” Kieran <b>said</b>.


    “If <b>you </b><b>know </b>you wouldn’t fit into the <b>part</b>, you shouldn’t havee to the <b>party</b>?” he added, his voice dripping with contempt.


    “And if you do not have <b>what </b>it takes to be an Elite, then you shouldn’t have enrolled,” he spat


    Kieran lunged forward, sliding his hand into the poor boy’s pocket, withdrawing his wallet <b>and </b>extracting the cash inside before the boy could even react


    “See! Liar. You had it with you all along? Kieran grinned, tossing the cash to one of his goons as they all shared augh.


    Nice transaction, Owen<b>,</b>” <b>Kieran </b><b>sneered</b>. “But you’re <b>going </b>to owe me ten times more before this debt is settled.”


    With that, the <b>trio </b>sauntered away, leaving Owen to <b>process </b>the humiliation he had just endured. I watched him curse under his breath before hastily exiting the area.


    As I stood there, trying to <b>wrap </b>my mind <b>around </b>what I <b>had </b>just witnessed, a single thought echoed through my mind. I


    Chapter 26 Bully


    never thought it was possible to resent my brother even more, but somehow he had just proven me wrong.
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