lucy_mumbua

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover.

My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy.

And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

Claimed by the Alpha and the Vampire Prince: Masquerading as a Man

MASS RELEASE

A whole damn day. A whole damn day of searching, of looking for him at school, only for the stupid human not to show up. My wolf had been restless, agitated, pacing inside me like a caged beast, desperate to catch his scent, to see him.

The moment I caught the stench of the vampire all over him, something in me snapped. That scent—Blaze's scent—coating him, sinking into his skin like a fucking claim. It made my vision go red, my body burn with something feral, something I didn't want to name.

And I did something fucking stupid.

I marked him. Branded him as mine.

I didn't stop there. No—I shoved my cock past those soft lips, fucked his mouth, made him take it, made him drown in me.

We Fight He Dies