Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 4

Naya Cod

I didn't know how long I stood there with the bitter feeling in my chest as I stared at the crude photo on my locker of me being gang banged by the dreaded Lycan twins.

I had tearfully torn down copies like this all around the school walls in a frenzy, and now inside too?

The girl's red hair and face were obviously mine, twisted into an expression of ecstasy, with the giant boobs and splayed legs held high in the air as the two men double-teamed me from the front and behind. Crap, crap crap!

This had to be the work of that annoying blonde Barbie princess Brooke Bentley!

"God, I can't stand her!" Renee whispered, tucking her bright pink pixie hair behind her ear as she helped me scrape off the lewd photo and I tried to keep my eyes away from the giant c***s that had been photoshopped on Kyle. "We don't know that she did it," I muttered quietly, feeling my cheeks heat up as the flash of more people taking pictures went off around me, and my heart plummeted even more.

Heavens, was I thirsting over a damned picture now? Could I not catch a break?

"Nice t**s Leila Brawn, bigger than your own mother's!" The queen bee drawled loudly and everyone laughed like it was the funniest joke they ever heard.

I cursed under my breath as I wiped at the crude drawing faster with the back of my shirt desperately, praying Zeke and Kyle didn't see it. I would DIE of mortification!

"Oh my God Leila, don't look now, but the Storm twins are coming this way, quick, act cool!" The pixie-haired girl with wide-set black eyes whispered, turning away from me just as I instinctively moved my head and locked eyes with the Zeke. "Crap," I managed to whisper through the thickness in my throat, watching his angular face contort into a mask of rage before he signaled Kyle and they made their way over to me, ignoring the throng of girls on the sidewalk that flirted with them. "Before you say anything, I don't know how it got here, I just, I..." I stammered, holding up my hands protectively to shield my face before the man batted it away easily, the musk of his manly cologne making the cleft between my legs water before be leaned close to bark at me, his broad chest brushing faintly over my hardening n*****S.

"Just what do you THINK you're doing you little s**t?" Zeke roared, his moss-green eyes narrowing dangerously as he pressed harder against me, slamming his hand into the aluminum locker beside my head so that I flinched, feeling the moisture dry from my mouth. His cold breath washed sweetly over my face and I held my breath as his eyes searched mine, seeing the tears pooling in my eyes before he exhaled roughly, pushing away from me.

"Watch your back, Brawn, just because you stay at the Storm Mansion now doesn't mean we've accepted you," Zeke growled, his kohl-lined, piercing eyes fixing me with a look that made me flush with embarrassment as Kyle smirked.

I could feel the eyes of the students milling in the hallway as they judged me, whispering among themselves until I prayed for the tiled floor to open up underneath me.

"Are you okay?" Renee's soft voice whispered as she came up to stand beside me, pressing her hand into my arm in comfort and I nodded before the sound of a girl's shrill scream spiked through the air.

I exchanged wide-eyed looks with the pixie-haired girl as we both turned to glance around, seeing that the other students had paused to trace the noise.

"What is that? Holy crap, what the hell is that?" Brooke's shrill whine reached my ears and I struggled to keep my eyes from rolling back into my head.

How did her minions stand to listen to her talk? I shook my head, startled again when screams pierced the air outside and everyone milling about the hallways froze just before the speakers crackled to life above us and the dean spoke through it.

"Good students and supervisors of wolf cove academy," The dean's voice was raspy and tense and I couldn't help the bolt of panic that shot through my body on hearing it as I exchanged wide-eyed looks with Renee who had a small smile on her face, like the psychopath that she was.

"I fear our city is under attack by rogue wolves from the blood moon pack!" He boomed and a gasp went through the crowd as the screams of terror raged on outside before we heard the dean swallow audibly, his fingers drumming away at the edge of his table. Holy crap, it was a f*****g apocalypse? I had heard of wolves from the blood moon pack, how they were faster, ugly as the devil's behind, and deadlier than normal werewolves.

s**t!

"Oh my God, Kyle, did you hear? I'm so scared," Brooke Bentley's glassy whisper floated in the air and I turned my head to see that she had latched herself to the man's side, jamming her breasts against his bicep so that I felt jealousy curl inside me and tore my eyes

away.

"Some of the monsters have managed to enter school grounds and can be disguised as humans among you..." The Dean drones on in an urgent voice, sounding like he was sweating profusely before our attention was drawn to the loud bang that crashed against the front entrance that opened into the hallway.

Renee's cold fingers won't through mine forcefully and we took several steps back, catching one bright red eye as it peered through the looking glass at the students inside before thrashing in agitation. Oh my god, oh my f*****g god.

"Clear the halls, lock yourselves inside the classrooms, and avoid anyone who shows signs of being suspicious. This is not a drill, I repeat, THIS IS NOT A DRILL!" The voice that crackled over the speakers cut off abruptly as that howling noise came again from beyond the front doors of the academy.

"What the f-" Renee swore beside me as my eyes scanned the crowd for the twins and I felt my heart hammering faster when I saw that they had also frozen, their faces craned to look up at the megaphones with a confused line worming between their brows. It was comical how similar they acted and yet so different. The sound of hoofed feet rushing across the schoolyard outside put the fear of God in my belly as I felt the crowd slowly inching backward, away from the blue doorway of the front entrance that had begun to rattle fiercely in its frame.

"Oh my God, oh my god," I wheezed breathlessly just as the doors flew open and in tumbled the first of the disfigured monsters.