Hated By All, Loved By Four

☆═⋆★The Odds Are Zero★ ═⋆☆

••●─ 🕸️⋅🕷KAITO'S P.O.V.🕷⋅🕸️ ─●••

When she fell asleep I was a little bit confused. Was she brave or stupid? I’m leaning towards stupid. I blame her relaxed presence around us on the sunshine. Malcolm. Had he been just a little bit mean to her, she might not have felt confident enough to sleep in the house of strangers. I looked at her, distracted from my movie by her being there. It’s so weird to see someone in our little triangle. I don’t like it.

I glanced at Sebastian. He was a light sleeper, so it only took a single call of his name to wake him up.

“Bastian.”

His eyes opened, and they glanced in my direction. “What?”

“Why the hell is she sleeping? This is a good movie.”

Sebastian rolled onto his stomach, skimming his eye towards our sleeping guest. Her head rested on the arm of the couch, her legs were pulled up almost like she was forming a fetal position.

“Oh, see the flow on her ankle bracelet, the color is ... she likely got an injection today which is why she fell asleep at an odd hour.”

I growl, Malcolm let us speak as he focused on the movie. The only person I know who smiles at a gory scene because he’s not that easy to scare or gross out.

“How do you know that?”

Sebastian answered right away, he didn’t even wait a single second. “The coloring, it’s obvious. I get the same one whenever I voice out a thought that the bracelet tracks as.... the 'S' word. So I end up with a pump from the needle, and in four hours I’m out.”

I scrunched up my nose, that would mean four hours prior to this she must have had a thought that triggered it. She’s been here for about an hour and a half, maybe not exactly four hours since she had that thought. Still, that isn’t my problem. She’s in our space.

“And you’re okay with this? Why?”

“I’m not, but aren’t you a bit curious?”

I frowned even more. There were a few things I didn’t like feeling, and that was curiosity. It makes me angry. Everything makes me angry, it is a common theme in my life. I don’t want to get to know this girl but I promised Malcolm.

I don’t think everyone needs a companion or a mate. Especially not me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not here because I have a deep-rooted hatred toward myself. No, I’m not in that head space. I don’t think I did anything wrong, the people at fault are my parents for failing at the one job they had. And at my siblings for acting like they didn’t know what had happened to me.

I’m not the one to blame, and I’m pissed off I have to spend four years in this prison-like school or my father will have to pick someone outside the family to run the pack. And to him, there’s nothing far worse than doing that.

If he heard I’d found a mate, he’d feel two things. Relief and worry. Worry for said mate, relief because it would prove I’m not a damaged soul.

Even if that mate was tied to two other people. Malcolm’s father will never approve of it. While he’s a great man, he’s also a classist. He believes only people of the same class should mingle. He didn’t marry his fated mate even though she was his destined. He instead rejected her because she was poor, and he married the daughter of a prominent alpha figure.

That’s the type of man he is. A suicidal blonde girl with no pack ink to show she’s from wealth or class is not getting his approval. And if he doesn’t approve, there will be problems.

Sebastian’s father wouldn’t approve either. Bastian is like a precious flower to his family. His father would worry that two mates would overwhelm him.

With this and the fact that I don’t see this working out, I don’t get why we’re even trying to get to know her. She’s probably some boring girl with a deep-seated curiosity and no natural instincts that warn her.

She doesn’t even have a wolf. That’s risky for our kind. And greatly abnormal.

“I’m not at all curious. This is not going to work out, mark my words.”

Malcolm spoke this time, likely sensing that Sebastian was going to give in. That’s because Bastian’s an introvert. He notices the little things and doesn’t like long conversations. I like to talk too because he doesn’t really say much back, while I listen to Mal because he says alot and it’s nice. Fills the void with his words.

That doesn’t mean I like everything he says.

“You can’t know that. It could work out fine. But you can’t miss out on life just because you think this won’t work out. And Sebastian, when did you notice the ankle bracelet had injected her? I don’t even think she knew.”

“I saw a glimpse of it outside, I didn’t look for long. It’s not hard to miss when we share the same level.” To that Mal hums—smiling at him.

“I know that this girl could be trouble for us. And I have boundaries, Malcolm. You’re crossing them.”

Mal snorts, grinning. He continues to absentmindedly stroke Sebastian’s hair. “When was the last time I was able to make you sit in a room with somebody, and you didn’t immediately lash out.”

I opened my mouth to answer but he cut me off. “It’s been years since that happened. But you’re sitting here, despite feeling annoyed you have torn her to pieces before I can even stop you. That says alot, Kai. I believe in the goddess, and I believe in fate. She’s here for a reason, you can b***h all you want but even you will start to wonder why she smells sickly sweet and while it does anger you, your beast hasn’t forced itself out to defend you. It doesn’t consider her a threat.”

His eyes narrowed slightly, their brown color seeming to get even brighter.

“It considers everything a threat.”

His words remind me of how I had to force my alpha to get used to Malcolm. It was a necessity. These men are my life. They could never be a threat. I believed it so strongly my alpha adapted. While Malcolm is right, which isn’t all that shocking since he’s a people person, I still don’t see this working out for us.

Some things are just not meant to be.

I don’t say anything more, you can’t win with Mister Peace and love can save the world. As if. But his beliefs are infectious.

“What happens if you’re wrong?” okay, maybe I did say one thing more.

“Then I’m wrong. She doesn’t know we’re mates, we don’t have to tell her if this doesn’t work out.”

“No, I don’t mean that. Obviously, you can get along with anyone, and Sebastian might be able to feel the same way. But me... we know those odds are low. If it doesn’t work, would you be okay if I rejected her and you two decide to keep, I don’t know... you get what I mean.”

“If the three of us are mated to her, then it’s all of us or none at all. You’ve got your reasons for being you, Kaito. If, in the end, you can’t accept this, then it’s okay. Seb and I aren’t missing anything. There’s alot of love to go around.”

“You sound like a cliché.”

“No, I’m a romantic. I love Bastian, and I love you.”

I rolled my eyes.

“And you love me, and Bastian. I don’t care what people think about you, Kai. We both know you’re a good person.”

“No, you know that. And I’ve chosen to live in your delusions.”

He chuckles, his tone deep and satisfied. “That’s fine by me. I can love you enough for the both of us.”

“Such a cliché.” Malcolm laughs quietly as I try not to rage out. It’s a typical reaction to feeling loved, that’s how I react to everything. With violence.

When the movie ends, Malcolm wakes Sebastian so he can go to their bedroom to sleep. There’s a guest room here that’s made for me since I don’t live here. I live in an isolated tower. It’s to help me. The loneliness allows my alpha to breathe better.

It was something I requested. But I had a room here because they wanted me to remember that we’re a trio.

Malcolm went to get some blankets and pillows for the sleeping guest. I wonder what triggered this. Probably a bloodsucker.

“Hey Mal, do you think this girl came in contact with a vampire?”

He answered from the other side of the apartment. “Just the red devil. He called her up this morning.”

I snarled, f*****g Maddox King. Bloodthirsty, evil spawn who is obsessed with dollification. I didn’t even know what that was until he tried to make Sebastian one of his dolls, and Malcolm had lashed at him for it. It was the first time I’d seen my friend so f*****g pissed off and ready to kill a person.

Maddox has left Seb alone since, but it still lingers in our heads that he got into Sebastian’s mind. He earned his trust in three months and took advantage of it. That’s what Maddox does, he lures you in like a devil in the nicest sheep’s cloth, and then he reveals his true colors.

Mal still hates him even though Sebastian holds no grudge. The only thing that ever plagues Sebastian is his guilt. Almost becoming a vampire’s doll doesn’t bother him. Since he was saved, he doesn’t trust or associate with Maddox- caused by Seb’s father threatening the head of the King family that he would eat the man alive if Sebastian got hurt in the slightest.

That was enough to tell the vampires we were not the trio to be f****d with. If she had associated with him, then it might have been longer than four hours when this thing was injected.

That also means she has a higher resistance. This was made for wolves, she doesn’t have one but she’s also still a werewolf. So it’ll take longer for it to work on her. That is kind of interesting.

Who are you, Valeria?

I forced myself to lean back on the chair, I refused to be intrigued. I got up as Malcolm returned.

I watched him pick her up, put her over his shoulder then while she dangled there he placed a comforter on the couch. He put her back on it before placing a blanket over her, and then lifting her head to place the pillow.

“There. She should sleep alot better now.”

“You’re the type to patch up your enemies.”

He flashes me his signature smile and I repay him with a deadpanned look. “Come on, Kaito. You can stay in our room.”

“No, I’m not a child.”

“I know, but I also know if you sleep alone your alpha will creep out at night and I’m not letting you do that.”

He tugged me by the elbow before I could react, dragging me towards their bedroom. Sometimes, having friends is so annoying. Especially having Malcolm as a best friend. If you ever want to suffer alone, then you need to change your plans because he will never let that happen.

That’s how we became friends. He just attached himself to me one day when we were five, and he’s never let go since. My life may be dark, my wolf may be unable to ever be happy the normal way again, but hey... I've got great friends. That's why I don't think I need a mate.

I'm okay living my life the way I am. it's other people who have a problem with me.

Sucks to be them, doesn't it, Kaito?