MalcolmSweet Dreams. Really, Malcolm? That's what I texted Catalina back after the beautiful moment we shared in the clock tower, the way her lips and her taut frame molded perfectly to mine. I had this girl's heart in my hand, and if I weren't careful, I was bound to break it. It was the last thing I wanted to do, for I was terrible at love, and I had to keep reminding myself to stay away from her; Plus, she was my student. The more I found myself trying to stay away, the more I fell into her. A chase ensued and we were both running from something; Something that seemed too impossible to be real.Colliding with one another blurred the lines between teacher and student; though a relationship between us was forbidden because I was in a position of power. So, it was the best thing to do for the both of us, but my fucking panther, the urge to mate, claim her as mine won't listen. It didn't help that her alluring scent of lavender had me drooling every time she was near. That had to sto

A Month Later… Things on campus were finally getting back to normal. Dean Sandoval resigned after the truth about Amelia and her friends came to light. Of course, only a few people knew the truth thanks to a cover-up by the media. The higher-ups agreed it wouldn't be a good look for Rockrimmon to have rumors of witches roaming the campus. It was the burden we, unfortunately, had to carry with us always; however, there were good things to look forward to. This afternoon we were welcoming the new dean in the student center named in honor of Ella Lindsay and Fred Belford. The Lindsay Belford Student Center. After the witches had melted away, Ella's body was discovered in the woods near the frat house. Cause of death: stab wound to the heart. They believe the witches used a cloaking spell to conceal her body from view. I visit her grave every Friday before class, knowing we could have easily shared the same fate. " I'm sorry, we couldn't save you, Ella. I promise something like this wil

Catalina As I stepped through the bright front doors of Pi Alpha Nu, my newfound sense of belonging was instantly extinguished by the chaotic atmosphere that filled the fraternity house. Everyone was standing in a circle, some were crying, and some were embracing. I was engulfed by an eerie uneasiness that soon enveloped me. I cleared my throat, my confidence slowly fading as I hesitantly asked, "Can someone please tell me what's going on?" My heart tripled, and my mouth suddenly became dry. All my housemates had their mouths agape as if their voices had been stolen away. Then Emily, the housemate who had revealed to me that Bex had gone missing, pointed upstairs. My curiosity was piqued and I quickly made my way upstairs. As I reached the top of the stairs, tension radiated from the room. It was almost as if I was being watched, like something lurking in the shadows was waiting for me to take the next step. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I slowly stepped forward, and then, I saw

CatalinaI'm pregnant. The words echoed in my head with a heavy uneasiness in my chest. I was only a freshman in college and I wasn’t sure how I was going to be able to take care of a child. Not to mention that the baby’s father was my panther shifter professor, which made the situation all the more complicated. Was our child going to have shifting powers, too? I’m so confused.I knew I had to tell someone and I decided that the best person for that would be my brother, Roman. We had always been close and I knew he would understand. Hopefully…I took a deep breath and pulled out my phone. My heart felt as if it had stopped beating as I began to type a text to my brother Roman asking him to meet me in the quad. Nausea bubbled in my stomach as I walked to the destination, not knowing how he was going to react to this news.“What’s up?”I fumbled with my house keys within my grasp, glancing all around us. “We should probably sit down.” “Okay…” Roman gave me a sideways glance.We found a

It is said that long ago, the Crimson Moon tribe refused to ally with the wizardly clan, and as a punishment, they were cursed with a powerful spell. Legends suggested that the curse would cause anyone who dared defy the wizards' regulations to wither away unless they drank the panther's blood. Many chose to drink, while some perished. In the end, the tribe was saved, but the curse still lingered in their history and was passed down to their descendants. It is said that if any member of the tribe drinks a panther's blood, they will be cursed and bestowed with a peculiar power - the ability to transform into a panther - though not of their own free will. This is why it is strongly advised that all members of the tribe should wear an amulet around their neck at all times as a way to protect themselves from the black magic that has been lingering in their history since this ancient curse.Malcolm"I know it is a lot to digest but I thought it was important for you to know everything abou