Myka's P.O.V

A week has passed since Bingley dropped the school merging bomb on everyone. Some students were still upset, but most had already moved on. It wasn't only the killer's hunting grounds that would be expanded, but the students of Hallway High as well. Some girls couldn't wait to see what the dating pool at Hillside looked like. And almost all the boys couldn't wait to expand their horizon, as Bradley so gracefully put it.

"I love Wednesdays. They are the best!" Marley declared as she captured my hand, linking us together.

I laughed, "I bet if we didn't have two free periods, you wouldn't be loving it so much."

"Oh, come on, why would you even put those words out into the universe. I'm sure Bingley is lurking somewhere in the shadows just waiting for a reason to get rid of our free periods."

Rory captured my other hand. I laughed because she was right. There were many things that Bingley had stopped whenever it seemed like the students were enjoying it.

"I can just imagine him, with his clipboard, taking notes. Writing down all the reasons we must no longer get free periods. Fun, being the main one."

We all laughed as we walked to the cafeteria. Free period was meant to be spent in the library, or in one of the quiet rooms, studying. But since the cafeteria stayed open all day, most students went there to get food or just hang out.

My phone pinged. I rescued my hand back from my friends and fished into my jeans pocket to get it. I smiled because it was Bradley doing his routine check-in, letting me know that he was at practice.

Marley and Rory were still chatting away about Bingley strange allergy to students having fun. The conversation then drifted to the merge that was going to be happening the following week.

"Well, it's not like we can do anything about it. So, as my mum likes to say, a girl must always try to make the best out of a bad situation."

Rory groaned, "Oh no, I can smell the trouble that you are thinking of causing."

Marley just smiled knowingly. "It's the only way I know how to have fun. Are you guys in?"

"Definitely," Rory said, a little too eager.

My phone pinged again. Rory and Marley continued talking. I hadn't agreed to their crazy adventure, but they were including me anyway.

"Bradley wants us to come watch him practice," I said after reading my message.

I was waiting for them to agree, but when no one replied, I looked up from my phone. They were all giving me a fake disgusted look.

I laughed, "What?"

"Bradley didn't actually invite us, did he?" Rory asked.

I blushed, "Of course he did. He asked if I wanted to come watch him practise. I told him I was hanging with you guys, and he said to bring you along."

I showed them the message as proof. They grunted, telling me that that definitely wasn't an invite.

"Myka, that was a pity invite. Bradley so does not want us watching him practise." Marley said.

Rory wiggled her brows at me. "He wants you there, watching him get all hot and sweaty as he flexes his muscles and his skills. Showing you what you're missing by making him wait."

I laughed but couldn't hide the blush that crept up my cheeks. However, it wasn't because I was embarrassed about what my friends were talking about. No, the heat in my cheeks was from guilt. They all thought I was this innocent, naive girl, who wanted to wait until marriage to have sex, but I wasn't. I was lying to them, and I felt guilty for not telling them the truth.

"Don't worry, Myka, when you do finally let Bradley take a swim in your lake, then you'll know why Rory and I are always sneaking off with our boyfriends."

Rory nodded with a wink. I shook my head, laughing. They were the two horniest girls that I've ever met, but I loved them. I wouldn't replace them with anyone else.

My phone pinged again. With the smile still on my face, I checked it, thinking that it was Bradley. However, the phone almost slid from my hands when I saw that it was Alpha.

'Meet me in the team Rec room in five minutes.'

Why did he want me to meet him? Hadn't he forgotten about me? So much time had passed since he was last in my bed. I've seen him at home and at school, but he hadn't even looked at me once in the last month. Why did he want me to go to the Rec room?

I thought about ignoring him and letting him wait there forever, but his next message had me stopping in my tracks.

'Five minutes, Princess, or I will come get you myself.'

"What's the matter?" Marley asked when I just stood there clutching my phone.

I forced a smile, trying not to let my anxiety show. "It's nothing. Mr Jamison just wants me to come to science to complete my project for the fair."

The lie rolled off of my tongue seamlessly. I wasn't a liar, and I tried my best never to tell lies, but ever since I got myself mixed up with Alpha Huntley, I've been doing a lot of things that I wouldn't normally do.

"Ugh, I don't like him. He's kind of a perv, especially towards you, Myka." Marley commented with a disgusted look.

She was right. Mr Jamison was a little weird and seemed to give his female students a little too much attention, but he had never been inappropriate with anyone. He did tend to pay a little more attention to me, but it was only because he wanted me to take Medicine as my major in college instead of art.

"His heart is in the right place," I said, stuffing my phone back in my pocket.

"Let's hope his dick stays in the right place as well."

Rory laughed, but I scrunched my face up in scorn. Mr Jamison's dick was not an image that I ever wanted in my head.

"I so did not need that image. I've got to go, see you guys at Bradley practice."

Marley said that she couldn't make any promises, and Rory said that she'd go if Roy was playing as well.

I waved bye to them and hurriedly made my way to the Rec room with about two minutes to spare. The Rec room was a separate building just like the auditorium, but it was for the sports teams.

Hallway High liked to make sure that their student has the best platform to hone their craft. The school wasn't lacking money, so they were able to invest in their students. The Rec room was basically a game and relaxation space for students on the sports teams. You needed a code to enter the building, which Alpha included in his message.

When I got to the building, I punched the code in and entered. It was empty because the building was being renovated to include more up-to-date and advanced gaming systems.

Alpha was waiting for me. Sitting on a bright green gaming chair, with his arms folded and eyes closed.

"You are two minutes late, princess."

He opened his eyes and looked at me. I had every intention of telling him that he was not allowed to use me and shelve me whenever he liked. But all thoughts left my head when he looked at me. there was just something about the way he looked at me like he hated me and needed me at the same time. That should not have been something I liked, but I did.

"Can you play?" He nodded to the game console connected to the TV in the middle of the room.

"Huh?" I was confused. Did he call me to play video games with him?

"It's a simple question, Myka. Can. You. Play?" He sighed like he was talking to a dumb kid, who needed her words broken up. He spoke to me like that a lot.

"Yes, a little," I said still feeling confused.

He grabbed the controllers off of the coffee table and handed me one. I took it, wondering what the hell had gotten into him. but when he smirked at me, I knew that I was in trouble.

"If you win, you get to leave here and go back to your boyfriend and pretend like you're a good girl."

He stepped closer to me, causing my heart to do somersaults in my chest. His closeness and his scent assaulted me, drawing me in. He smelt of danger, wild sex, and sin. Three things that I wanted to stay away from but run to at the same time.

"But if I win, then your ass is mine."

He moved even closer to me. Our bodies touching. My breath caught as he slipped a hand around my waist, pressing our bodies together. I closed my eyes and moaned softly when his lips brushed the side of my neck, right below my ear.

"And I mean that literally, princess."

It took a while for his words to sink in, but when they did. I pushed away from him. I needed space to think straight, and his nearness was clouding my thoughts and my judgment.

"What? No, I can't do that."

He already took my virginity; I couldn't let him take that from me as well. He was making it so every inch of my body couldn't forget him. I needed to put an end to whatever it was that we were doing because I would be the one that ended up losing when it was all over.

He smiled, replacing the controllers on the table, then closing the distance between us again. I tried to get away from him, but I couldn't control my reaction to him when his hands were on my body. He made me weak. I couldn't be rational or form cohesive thoughts when he was near me. Touching me. My body wanted him, but my heart did not want the pain that came with having him. He was breaking my resolve and destroying my barriers that I've built around myself. And to be honest, I wasn't mad about it, and that was what pissed me off the most. He was out to ruin me, and I was enjoying every moment of it.

"You can and you will."

He said it with so much confidence that even I believed him. I should have protested some more, but when he grabbed my ass through my jeans, I forgot my reasons for denying him.

"I want every part of you."

He squeezed my ass, causing me to jerk forward. "And I'm going to take every part of you. You p***y, your ass and your mouth, are all mine."

His hand moved from my ass to my waist. Holding me firmly. "After I'm done f**king you, I want to feel those sweet lips of yours wrapped around my dick."

He didn't give me a chance to respond, he took my lips in a kiss that was both passion and punishment. I wanted to resist him, but when his tongue started exploring my mouth, I gave up fighting and gave in to him instead.

My eyes were still closed when he pulled away. I wanted to stay in his arms forever and pretend that we were a normal couple, but he didn't let me.

"Come on, princess. I only have an hour before I have to get to practice."

Reality hit me like a cold shower. This was just a game to him. I was just his current source of entertainment. I had to find a way to stop it before it got way out of control.

****

"Myka, Myka, Myka. I'm starting to think that you lost on purpose." He said with a chuckle.

We had played five games of Need for Speed, and I lost every one within two minutes of playing. I wasn't good at driving games; I've only ever played shooting games with Bradley. I thought that since I was decent at those, driving wouldn't be so hard. But it was, and I couldn't get the hang of it.

"I've never driven in a game before. Maybe we can try another game."

He took the controller from my hand, placing it on the table next to his. I wanted to prolong the inevitable, but he was not having any of it.

"Fifteen minutes have already passed. I want to spend at least twenty-five minutes f**king you, ten minutes with your lips on my dick, five minutes for a quick shower, and five minutes walking to the court. We don't have time to try a different game."

I wanted to protest, to at least put up some sort of a fight. I didn't want to just give in to his demands, but he pulled me to my feet, startling me.

"I'm going to f**k you right here, bend over that pool table."

I looked at the table. It was positioned near a very large floor-length window in another part of the room. If he took me there, the possibility of someone passing by and seeing us was very high.

The fear of what could happen showed in my eyes and I shook my head, pleading with him not to do it.

"Please, not there. Someone could see us."

He smiled, the thrill of being caught spurring him on. "Let them. They are going to find out about us sooner or later."

That took me by surprise. I've never considered that Alpha would want to make our relationship public. I had always thought that he wanted it to be kept quiet because everyone knew that he didn't like me very much. And not forgetting that we were legally step siblings.

"What do you mean?"

I wanted to know, but then I didn't. However, I knew that it wasn't because he suddenly found himself in love with me. It must be another way for him to punish me. Part of his plot for revenge.

"No more talking, Myka."

He took my hand and walked me over to the pool table. I tried one last time to protest, but he flipped me around and bend me over the table. It was no use fighting him, so I just closed my eyes and took pleasure from him the same way he did from me.