Cross Over

This is an excerpt only of the first four chapters. This story will be available in full on Galatea once they have edited it and published it.

Natalia

The atmosphere became charged with unease, as if an ominous presence had infiltrated the air. Alice, who we have been protecting all these years, has now set the future into action. The Conri bloodline will become exposed, and I have an assignment to fulfill.

“You mustn’t let anyone know we are alive just yet.” Elder Lexa laid her hand on my shoulder. “You know what to do?”

“Yes. I have weeks before she starts at the university. The humans will think I’ve been there from the beginning. Their minds are easy to control.”

I don’t often have the opportunity to control humans, as it is illegal. Our presence is to remain hidden amongst humans and werewolves. Soon we would be exposed, and that is all because of Akasha.

Elder Lexa gave me a look of concern, but I assured her that I was ready for this. I had been preparing for these last weeks after Akasha disappeared and we knew the war was coming. This time, we didn’t want to be against the werewolves, but work with them. They selected me because I am a woman. A guy would have disrupted the bonding between Sebastian and Alice. Werewolves can become very possessive, and I’d hate for Sebastian to feel threatened by a guy vampire working close to his mate.

I headed to the university and took a moment to add myself to the system. I picked the classes I wanted to do and made sure I could stay close to Alice when she arrived. With everything in place, I headed to my room.

My heart pounded in my chest as an unfamiliar scent invaded my nostrils, sending a chill down my spine. Though vampires don’t experience the same primal connections as werewolves, we still craved sex. Humans were easy to control, they forgot us afterwards. But this unfamiliar smell is teasing my nostrils, making it hard to focus on anything else.

I closed my door and followed the smell. It was like a drug enticing me towards it. My body vibrates on a different level, and I wondered if there was another vampire here? I shook off that when I passed some werewolves; they were oblivious to who I was. With strange looks from them; only because they couldn’t smell me. The perfume I put on would mask that I didn’t have a natural scent to them, keeping my identity hidden.

I stopped outside a door and realized I’ve ended up in the guys’ dormitory. The pounding of my heart grew stronger, matched only by the electric sensation between my legs that set my blood coursing through my veins. As I bit down to suppress a moan, I could feel my fangs piercing my skin.

Everything told me I shouldn’t be doing this. I was supposed to keep hidden; under the radar. But here I am, being drawn by a scent I cannot escape.

My vampire hearing picked up grunts, and I licked my lips. Whoever was behind the door was jerking himself off. The way my pussy ached for more, I went against my better judgment and turned the door handle.

Inside it was your typical guy’s room. One guy on his own, which meant I could wipe his mind of me invading his private time. I raised an eyebrow as I tiptoed inside and closed the door. What the hell was I doing? The noise hesitated, and I wondered if he had heard me?

Moving silently, I made my way around the room until I reached his bathroom door. It was open. There stood a guy, vigorously stroking himself with an intense look of pleasure on his face.

With his eyes shut, his spare hand rested on the wall for balance. The grunts that came from his mouth were enough to send me into a frenzied state.

His tantalizing aroma hung in the air. My fangs ached with an unbearable hunger, pushing me to the brink of desperation as I fought to control my primal instincts. I wanted to sink my teeth into his neck, but I also wanted his cock buried deep inside of me.

As he continued to pleasure himself, my nipples hardened like stones, sending shivers through my body. A distinct scent lingered in the air, revealing his true nature as a werewolf. I was both intrigued and confused by this, as he seemed to control my desires. I grazed my tongue over my sharp fangs, releasing a soft moan. In that moment, our eyes locked, bringing everything to a standstill. The grip around his arousal tightened slightly, his chest rising as he took a deep breath. Intoxicated by his primal scent, my arousal reached its peak, and I’m sure he could smell me. A wicked smirk formed on his lips, and he resumed his rhythmic movements. I couldn’t tear my gaze away, transfixed by his commanding presence.

With our gazes still fixated on each other, his breathing quickened, as did his hand. When his mouth opened, he let out a groan, and I clenched my legs together. Fuck. I had to hide who I was, but he made it nearly impossible. My fangs elongated in my mouth and I kept it closed so he wouldn’t see them. Then he came for me. His gaze never left mine as he spurted cum all over the wall in front of him.

Holy fuck!

I needed to get out of here before I couldn’t control my lust for him any longer. I had to understand what had just happened between us, and why. The absence of words between us made it even more erotic. With one lasting glance over his body, I turned and walked out of his room. The need to release the pent-up energy surged through me, my body radiating heat as a result.

When I reached my room, I stripped off and stood under a cold shower. It helped very little. I lay on my bed and fingered myself for the release I needed. I closed my eyes and got lost in replaying what he did for me. After experiencing two intense orgasms, a sense of calm washed over me. However, the thought of seeing him again and repeating the experience filled me with apprehension. How the hell did a werewolf have an effect on me like that?

I’ve been living amongst humans and had some interaction with a few werewolves, but they were unaware of me. Now, for him, I needed to find out who he was.

A week passed, and I avoided his presence whenever I felt him around. Rafel Ashdown, a young werewolf from The Blue Moon Pack. I had a job to do here, and I wasn’t about to fuck it up for a hot-headed werewolf. Girls fell at his feet. He was a charmer, that much was clear.

By the second week of me being there, I couldn’t avoid him any longer. I’d been skipping the classes with him in it. Today, I swallowed my pride and stepped into his class. Why was I embarrassed? It was him jerking off for me.

Fuck!

The teacher was oblivious that I hadn’t been in the class yet. I sat down at a desk, relieved to see that he wasn’t here. Maybe he was skipping class? The classes were boring, but passed time while I waited for the real reason as to why I was here. All my hopes of avoiding him came crashing in like a tornado. His hair was a mousy blonde with curls and a length that I could thread my fingers into and pull on whilst… Fuck. Heat flushed to my cheeks as he came and sat at the empty desk next to me, leaving the girl he came in with having to sit somewhere else.

I kept my gaze fixed on the teacher at the front of the class. Don’t look at him. But his scent… Oh fuck. I grip the table side and breathe. Just breathe, Nat, he is a werewolf. You can’t have sex with him.

“Are you okay?” His voice sent me into a dizzying state.

I could only nod. What the hell was wrong with me? He leaned in closer to me. I knew this because his fucking heat poured from his body into mine.

“If you want another private show, just let me know.” His lips curved up at the corners.

I made a conscious effort not to meet his gaze, but I could still sense his presence in my peripheral vision. With lips so luscious and ripe, I couldn’t help but imagine how they would feel against mine. I felt my fangs elongate, and I attempted to keep my mouth closed.

“Do you enjoy sneaking about in the boys’ dormitory and watching guys get themselves off?” He whispered. “Or is it just me?”

“Just you,” I thought. I was not going to admit to him that he drew me there. That he smelled delicious, and that I wanted him.

The teacher babbled about things, but I couldn’t concentrate my mind on her. Raff invaded every part of me. I slowly turned my head. It was the biggest mistake I made. His golden eyes, which are what color they seemed right now, stared straight through me as if he could read me. He took a long deep breath, and the smirk on his lips grew wide, and I gulped.

The heat between my legs grew the longer we stared at each other. I wet my lips and his gaze landed on them. He had me all worked up, and he hadn’t touched me. This was not right. There must be something wrong with me.

“Come to my room after this lesson.” He gave me a once over then turned to the front.

Go to his room after this? Hell no. He is asking for it if I did. I don’t think I could control myself around him. I’m still staring at him when he looks over.

“Because if you don’t,” he exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across his face, “I will come and find you!”