My Alphas' Dark Desires-Chapter 242: We Want You Now

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Chapter 242

~Valerie’s POV~

Right after I confirmed who they were—Isla and our young, dangerously attractive Physics Professor—I didn’t know what to think.

Shock coursed through me like ice and fire tangled together.

A part of me wanted to turn around and confront her, ask her what the hell she was doing, knowing this could put her in trouble, but another part... didn’t want to know the answer.

My phone vibrated in my hand, yanking me out of the trance.

Ash: Hey, Val. Meet us opposite the East Wing courtyard, at the new renovated classroom at the back—project time. Don’t run, either, we’re waiting.

Of course. Physics project. With the Lycan Twins. Great timing, universe.

I closed the lab door just a little harder than necessary, making sure it swung shut with a noise loud enough to announce my presence.

I even coughed—lightly—just in case they were listening and needed a reason to pretend they hadn’t been caught.

Then I slid my headphones over my ears, scrolled through my playlist, and hit play.

Music blared.

As if I’d just walked in for my forgotten bag. As if I hadn’t seen Isla half-naked and gasping under the hands—and mouth—of a faculty member.

I grabbed my bag from the table, slung it over my shoulder, and walked away without glancing back.

Part of me was furious, part of me was numb, but a sliver of me was worried for Isla.

What she was doing was dangerous. If someone else found out—someone who wasn’t me—it could destroy her. Ruin both of them. There were things even this school didn’t overlook.

And she was playing with fire.

Still, I shoved the thoughts aside and took a detour toward the cafeteria. I needed food. Something to ground me before facing Ash and Ace—and whatever chaos they were about to drag me into.

Lunch first. Project later...

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~Ash’s POV~

After chemistry class, we knew Valerie would be a bit worked up—probably still buzzing from whatever chaos she’d walked into before lunch.

Ace was more focused on the work he wanted to show her, pacing like the floor might whisper answers if he stomped hard enough.

As for me? I sat in one of the chairs, arms folded, letting the buzz of the empty classroom quiet my thoughts.

They kept spiralling.

The last few days. Midterm break. The storm that was our mother—the Lycan Queen—and her relentless obsession with our "progress" regarding our fated mate, Valerie.

It took all we could to prevent her from telling our father. Knowing Dad, he’d even take a trip to see our mate and bring her back to the Lycan Kingdom.

I never wanted to put Valerie in that kind of situation in the first place. Plus, she was too stubborn to play with my parents’ antics.

It took every ounce of Ace’s and my shared telepathy to throw together a believable enough story that kept her off our backs.

And thanks to the shared power we had since birth, we told her things were going "smoothly," gave different stories, and said things we’d done with Valerie, even though we hadn’t even gotten a kiss.

We smiled, nodded, and lied.

Fortunately, she’d gotten distracted with court matters and didn’t follow up with one of her background investigations. If she had... things might’ve exploded.

We were called out for not marking Valerie as well, for not claiming her. Our mother didn’t hold back—not in tone, not in threat.

She wanted to meet Valerie soon and also see why someone was not interested in her handsome sons as well as why.

Just thinking about it made my chest tight.

I exhaled, tilting my head back against the chair, letting my eyes fall shut for a brief moment. Getting this project together was Ace’s and my chance to be closer to our mate, finally.

Then Ace’s voice sliced into my thoughts, linking with me telepathically.

She’s coming.

I straightened slightly but didn’t move. I stayed right where I was, watching as Ace stopped pacing and casually positioned himself behind the door, leaving it slightly ajar like bait.

Smooth.

The moment I heard the soft rhythm of her footsteps approaching, something inside me stirred.

No—everything inside me stirred.

Whether it was the lingering effect of our mother’s scolding, the months of restraint, or the undeniable scent of our mate filling the air—I didn’t know. But I felt it.

Ace did too.

And from the subtle hitch in her breath when she stepped in, so did she.

Her gaze swept the room before landing on me.

"Hello, Ash. Where’s Ace?" Valerie asked flatly, not bothering to look up from her phone. "He texted me two minutes ago like the world was ending or he was about to collapse."

I couldn’t help the slow smirk tugging at my lips.

Right on cue, the door shut with a sharp thud.

Valerie jumped slightly, eyes flicking to the sound—and there was Ace, grinning like the devil himself.

"Seriously?" she snapped, already exasperated.

Ace was unfazed. He moved closer with that confident swagger only he could make charming.

"How’s my sweet mate faring?" he asked, voice rich with mischief.

"Quite fine without you sneaking up on me," she replied, unimpressed.

Ace chuckled, his eyes gleaming. "Oh, love. I haven’t started sneaking yet. If I really wanted to sneak up on you, I’d be down on my knees... tongue first... until you forgot your own name."

Valerie’s breath hitched; I caught it, though it was barely, but we both caught it. Her fingers clenched slightly around her phone, and she didn’t respond.

She turned to me instead. "Well, this isn’t an ambush. Since we’re all here for the physics project... let’s just—"

"Let’s talk about what’s really going on, Valerie," I cut in smoothly.

Her brows furrowed. "What’s going on about what?"

Ace stepped in closer, lowering his voice as he leaned near her ear. "Let’s talk about pressing matters first."

Her jaw tightened. "Such as?"

"About you and us," I said, rising slowly from my seat. "Between you and your mates."

Her gaze darted between us. She didn’t budge. But her energy shifted.

I walked toward her, keeping my voice calm—grounded—but firm.

"About why you’ve been avoiding your mates more than ever. About how the pull between us is getting worse, Valerie. You feel it. We feel it too."

"You can run," Ace added playfully, "but you can’t hide from the mate bond."

Valerie looked caught, sandwiched between two walls she’d tried too long to pretend didn’t exist.

She tilted her chin up, defiant as always. But her eyes... Her eyes betrayed her.

I reached out and gently tilted her chin higher. Her pulse fluttered under my fingers.

"We want you," I said simply.

Ace stepped behind her, keeping his voice low. "Isn’t it about time you kissed us, too? Like you kissed your other mates?"

"Or..." I added softly, "Are we inferior to them?"

Valerie’s lips parted. I noticed that look of fear, the need to correct a wrong notion. "No, you aren’t inferior..."

But I cut in, voice rougher now. "Then that settles it."

Ace’s arm brushed hers as he leaned in, warmth and scent surrounding her.

"We want you now."

She stood frozen, body tense, eyes locked with mine.

No words came, only the scent of her rising desire—and the unspoken truth she could no longer bury.

The mate bond wasn’t hidden anymore.

It was a roar, and this time, we weren’t letting her walk away.

Before she could do or say anything, I crashed my lips against hers, sliding my hand around her waist.

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