Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 61

Suri Nightingale

I knew that my revenge plan worked perfectly when I saw my phone buzzing with notifications in the group chat with the girls. When I don't answer after almost one hundred consecutive messages, my phone begins to ring and I see that they've resorted to calling. I know for a fact they won't stop until I answer, so I pushed aside my reading for literature class and picked up the phone.

All three of their squeals greet me.

"Suri unknown middle name Nightingale!"

"What's up, guys?" I answered with a casual smile, but I knew they would see right through me in an instant.

Ariana came up to the front of the screen, her platinum blonde hair being blown by the wind ever so slightly and it just makes her look like she's shooting a movie scene by the gardens in Paris. "Some of my little birdies in the academy told me a set of Queens have fallen into... a tragic fate." She was eyeing me up suspiciously and I tried to stop the grin that was trying to come out. "Spill it, Nightingale!" Polly popped up at the side.

And then Elle on the other. "We know it was you because you asked us about their toiletries and stuff!"

That was what made me break and I burst out into laughter. "Okay, okay, fine. It was me. I was having fun making you guys keep guessing and wondering, but fine, yes, you got me. What did the little birdies tell you guys?"

All three giggled with a hint of mischief.

"They told us that you've got some big f*****g balls doing that to them, and also the pictures that came out were amazing. It's all over social media and it's going to take a while until everyone in the academy forgets this. Or they might not even forget it considering this was the best prank ever. It might just live on even up to our children and our grandchildren's children." Polly laughed maniacally.

She loved it when good gossip came out and this was definitely giving her the solar-power energy she needed and more.

"Check our chat to see the pictures because we know you don't exist on the internet!" Ariana commented.

"Ahhh, I'm actually really missing Los Altos. I never thought I would, but I feel like I'm missing out on a lot while you're there and we're here!" Elle pouted.

"Right?! I mean, come on, Paris is amazing, but I would have given up my hot chocolate and Mont-Blanc pastries from Angelina to see Stefanie with blue hair and purple skin! Thank the heavens for pictures and the internet." She pulled out her phone and placed it on the screen. "f*****g brilliant, Suri."

And when I saw what the Queens looked like for the first time, I too realized that it really was as awesome as they were saying.

Stefanie looked in distress as she came out of the shower with her long hair completely covered in blue and her skin as purple as Barney the purple dinosaur. She kind of did look like it.

Meanwhile, Micaela was sporting neon pink hair and Raquel's was also blue because she shared shampoos with Stefanie. Though hers was lighter since she had black hair in the first place. Both had green skin that made them perfect to play as the Hulk. Then there was Tania who came out looking like a Korean Pop idol who was under the sun for too long, thanks to the bronzer I found in my bathroom. Bless you, Keith.

The best part? They were all rushing to the bathroom because of the very strong liquid laxatives I had placed in all their drinks.

I wish I could have stayed to see it in person, but I couldn't risk being in the crime scene. It would be too suspicious. Seeing it all come together was enough for me.

As well as my friends praising me.

"How did you do it? How'd you get into the varsity locker room undetected? That place has always been pretty strict and I had to use my connection with the track team so I could get in and use their massage services." Ariana asked and I knew exactly what she meant.

If it wasn't for Wes, none of this would have been possible. It was also perfect timing that I got inside and not a single soul was there because they were all already busy training. I passed by the 'security' which were three preppy looking girls, but were too busy making Tik Tok dances to really be of any threat and that's how I was able to get everything done in under ten minutes.

"I... had a little help in the form of a Wolfe brother." I confessed.

Elle practically shoved her face to the screen. "Wes?"

Wow, if this was a guessing game, she would have won easily.

I nodded my head and the interrogation began.

"What?! Wesley Wolfe helped you?! What are you, friends now?" Polly asked.

Ha. If only I could say more than friends.

"I knew that flirting bastard knew a sneaky way in. Where was it?" Ariana wondered.

I can't tell her because Wes told me to promise not to. He said he won't need it in the future, but he follows the bro code and his other football friends also use that door to sneak in to their varsity girlfriends.

"Are you guys... together?" Elle's question was the one that made my eyes almost pop out of my sockets.

"No!" I said quickly, and rather, defensively that I had to dial it down a bit to not seem super suspicious.

"I mean... we've gotten kind of closer during the past few days, yeah, but not... like that."

"You do know you're blushing, right?" Polly and Ariana gazed at me suspiciously and I panicked, lifting my hands up to my cheeks.

"I- I am not!" I denied, but it was obviously not convincing to them because Polly and Ariana are giggling like crazy while Elle seemed to have gotten quiet.

And then it hit me.

Oh, s**t. I remembered how Elle may or may not have liked Wes and she must now think I have something going on with him, and okay, part of that is true, but it's not like I did it on purpose. Lord knows I did not want to have anything to do with him back then, but then it just kind of... happened.

I don't want her to hate me because of this.

I was about to say something else, but Elle beat me to it.

"We should go. We've got class in like half an hour and we still need to get something to eat." She said as she passed Polly the phone and I didn't have a chance to say goodbye to her before she walked away from the screen.

"Don't mind her. Her parents are on her a*s about some royal arranged marriage so she's got a lot of things on her plate right now." Polly explained and I gave her a curt nod.

"Right... Um, thanks for calling, you guys. I'll see you soon?"

"We will see you soon! And have loads of fun at the boys' birthday party! Sacré bleu, we're missing Thorne's biggest party, but I will drown my sorrows in French pastries. Au revoir, tu es une fille espiègle!" I don't have a single clue as to what she said, but I'm going to assume she was calling me mischievous or something based on her tone and expression.

Polly and Ariana waved goodbye right before the screen went dark.

I laid down on my bed with a sigh, staring at the ceiling and wishing I had not just told them about Wes helping me. I was scared Elle might put two and two together and then... what? Would she start to distance herself from me? I had no idea the extent of her fondness for Wes so it was going to be hard to figure out how much it would affect her if the truth of our relationship came out.

s**t, I have to be really, really careful from now on.

I let out a deep breath as I closed my eyes, letting my soft cottony bed and silk sheets keep me warm and comfortable.

Before I knew it, I was starting to get sleepy.

I'll finish my literature reading when I wake up. For now, I think a nap sounds good.

-

I wake up feeling slightly warmer than usual and when I move to adjust my body on my bed, I feel something hard against me. A body, and well... something else.

"Mhm..." A deep sound came from behind me and I knew instantly that it was one of the brothers. I'm just not sure as to which one specifically.

I felt his arm wrap around my waist as he pulled me closer to him, and I meant closer to him.

"What are you doing?" I asked and tried to turn around and look to see who it was, but it was much too dark and even if I could see, the person behind me was not letting me move more than an inch as his arms and legs wrapped around my body rather possessively.

Whoever this brother is, they don't respond with words. Instead, he lowered his lips onto my neck and began to leave soft and warm trails of kisses on it and that's when I managed to figure out who it was.

"Wes?" I moaned out his name because the pleasure was easily taking over my body.

Wes replied as he licked the back of my neck and my entire body shuddered at the sensation. Fuuuuck, why is he doing this to me?

He stopped as I felt his warm breath against my neck as he whispered. "Did you forget? I told you we would celebrate later, you naughty girl."

My eyes widened at the memory.

Right. Outside the locker room. He said that, though I didn't think he was serious, but now we know he is.

I don't get to say anything else, or rather, he doesn't let me because his thumb comes up to my lips and he begins to trace it slowly as his lips come back to my neck and he continues to kiss and s**k my skin.

His hips are grinding behind me and I'm sure he was doing this on purpose, having made sure to position it perfectly right where my a*s was, and f**k if it wasn't such a turn on. I can feel myself getting wet and what's worse, I wasn't wearing any underwear. It was just a thin top and boxer shorts.

Wes somehow read my mind as I felt his hand on my waist come up to my breasts and he didn't waste a single second, squeezing it and playing with my nipples that had gotten hard with just his one touch.

"Wes..." I moaned out. I was trying to ask him what he was planning to do, but it just felt too good that my words have been replaced by pathetic whimpers and moans.

"I love when you say my name like that. Say it again, honey bee." He said, his voice coarse and demanding as his hand on my breasts started to get rougher and his leg pushed mine to open, giving him more space to rub his hardness behind me.

I whimpered at the movement just as his hand managed to replace its way inside of my top and the warmth of his hands took me by complete surprise. The feeling of my cold skin getting in touch with his warmth made my body shudder and I moaned his name louder. "That's a good f*****g girl," he said and I knew he was pleased as I felt his cock get harder and pushed closer to me.

Wes comes up to my face from my neck and he gives me this smirk, and even in the dark, I can see the fiery l**t in his eyes and I wait for him to take what he wants.

Which turned out to be my lips as he comes down to me and takes me with his mouth and his tongue. There is no hesitation in his movements. He pushes and pushes until I can almost feel him poking behind my a*s and I gasped when his hand had moved from my breasts to the inside of my shorts.

"No underwear? f**k, you're all wet and ready for me, huh?" Wes whispered in between our kiss and I felt his smirk across my lips.

"Let me make you feel good, baby boo." He said before pushing his tongue back into my mouth just as I felt his finger enter me and- Fuuuuuuuuuck it feels so f*****g good that my body squirmed and squirmed, grinding my body against his and his cock pushed further behind me.

I'm so drunk in Wes' mouth and high on the o****m he's slowly and steadily giving me as he thrusts his finger in and out at a rhythmic pace.

I screamed his name louder and accidentally bit his bottom lip when he inserted another finger.

"Scream for me more, baby. Let me know how good I make you feel. It's just you and me here." He said before this f*****g sex maniac inserted another finger and to make it even more f*****g unbelievable, he curved them inside of me and directly hit my spot and fuuuuuckkkk meeeee.

I come so hard it feels like my body won't stop shaking, but Wes doesn't stop even when I'm coming. His mouth is hot and demanding as if trying to mark me with his tongue and his fingers continue to pump inside of me until I am nothing but a shaking f*****g mess in his arms.

When he pulled his fingers out of me, he made sure that I'm looking at him before he put them in his mouth and he sucked his fingers clean.

"Sweet like honey," he said before coming down to lick my lips as I stared at him, still in shock at what the f**k just happened.

He stands up and walks to my bathroom and a minute later, comes out with a wet cloth. I had no idea what he was planning to do until he gave me a panty-melting grin and laid me on my back.

"Let's clean you up, buttercup." He said with a wink and I did not have time to protest (nor would I, let's be honest) before he placed the wet cloth on my legs and started to slowly and temptingly move it all over my skin.

Every time he finished wiping the cloth on a part of my body, he would leave a kiss mark on it, making me blush.

A few minutes later, he was all finished and I was a big f*****g tomato head.

"I had no idea how perfect Stef would look as Barney, by the way. Amazing job on that, but pretty much everything was top tier. Thorne has never seen such a perfectly executed revenge prank." Wes complimented me as he got up off my bed and stood at the side. "I had a good partner in crime," I said to him and the blushing smile that broke through his face made me feel less embarrassed about my tomato-ness.

Wes gives me a quick grin before going down and planting a soft kiss on my forehead. "Get some rest. I'm sorry I kept you up. Or, well, I'm not really sorry." He winked just as he turned around and began to walk out of my room, his nice and firm a*s on full display. Damn. How the hell did I manage to get three drop dead gorgeous guys?

I have no freaking idea, but as I laid down in bed with my eyes closed and trying to get back to sleep...

I couldn't help but wonder what complications could and would arise in situations like this.

It was definitely daunting to think about, so I just forced myself to go to sleep and worry about it only when the time comes.

Though I hope it doesn't.

I really, really hope not.

-

The weekday passed by just like that. After my night with Wes, he also got busy with his football stuff and even I hadn't seen much of Devon. Surprisingly, it was Keith and I that ended up bonding more.

Or, as much as we could, which was just a quick breakfast chat before I had to go to work ever morning.

We often talked about my mom as Keith would tell stories of how she was like when she was younger, and I would in turn tell him about her when she got older. It felt like we were exchanging stories and through our memories and words, my mom continued to live

on.

When Friday came and I didn't have to go to work or school since Maria let me off to have a rest day to pack and whatnot and the academy was having a teachers only retreat of some kind, I decided to stay in bed longer than usual.

It was lunchtime when I had my most unexpected encounter. I was on the way to the dining area to replace food when lo and behold, I passed by the living room and I must have looked like a fool just standing there with my mouth wide open and blinking like a moron. Right in front of me were Dev and Destiny hugging rather intimately and at that moment, I so desperately wished I was wearing something better than my sweater and shorts.

Destiny looked like the ever-glowing Princess that she was in a beautiful red jumpsuit that accentuated her curves and made her bronzed skin pop up.

"S- sorry!" I stuttered like an embarrassing idiot and that was when Dev finally realized my presence.

His face was shocked when he saw me and he called out for me, but I no longer wanted to be there so I turned around and ran as fast as I could.

Where I was going? I had no idea. All I knew was that I could not be there.

I realized my feet were taking me outside when I arrived at the outside where the pool was. There I somehow felt as if the field was calling for me. Without any other second thoughts, I decided to follow it.

I had no idea for how long I was walking, but it must have been awhile because my feet were aching and my legs were relatively tired.

I let out a dismayed sigh. So much for that relaxing Friday I was planning to have. It all came crashing down on me with just one sight.

There was a tug at my heart remembering how close they were. The way Destiny had her eyes closed and gripped onto Dev and how Dev had his head angle to be close to her neck.

How could Dev be with Destiny and still have kissed me the way he did that time? Did he cheat on her? Was he playing with both of us?

I didn't understand it and I didn't want to believe that he was that kind of person.

"Suri!"

The shout came from behind me and when I turned around, speaking of the devil, it was Dev coming up to me.

"Leave me alone," I said, trying to come off strong, but I knew my voice was slightly breaking.

Jesus, can I at least not seem so heartbroken by what I saw?

I don't know how Dev managed to run so fast that he already reached up to me, but there he was, right next to me, his stupidly handsome face pleading.

"Please hear me out. Just for a few minutes. Please." He pouted at me and as much as I wanted to decline, I just couldn't.

A part of me was too weak for them. Too weak for the person that made me experience my first crush. That part I would never admit. Not to a single soul.

I let out a deep breath before giving him a curt nod.

Whether I like it or not, I should at least give him a chance to explain and if, by any reason, I realize that Dev has never been serious about this, me, or whatever 'us' is, then with that, I can finally replace it in me to... give up on him. For both our sakes.

"You have five minutes."