Ringo wasn't expecting the bloodsucking culprit to know his name and immediately, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. "You know me?"
Michael swallowed. His thirst was at its peak and this exorcist had rose blood. "Run... get away from here or stab me..."
Noticing that something was off about the vampire, Ringo paid attention to his erratic behaviour and frowned. Was he hunting? Sadly, the exorcist didn't have much time to interrogate the suspicious vampire.
Michael watched as Ringo struggled to break free of his hold with a clouded vision. The smell of blood grew stronger and he could hear the heart pumping tantalisingly in Ringo's rib cage. Shiro wasn't here today and it was bad. If the fox demon was here, he could easily teleport the human away with him. Ringo might be an exorcist but he was still human. Against a powerful alpha vampire, he didn't stand a chance.
Ringo threw all sorts of spells and talismans when he understood what was happening. The starving vampire had lost all rationality and was now looking at him as a prey. The omega felt himself grow weak when Michael's alpha pheromones overpowered his instincts, making him submit involuntarily. Thirst and dominance often went hand in hand.
Ringo shut his eyes, looking away. He was simply unfortunate. The plan was for him to come to Time Cross Academy and seduce a powerful spirit so that he can gain a powerful shinigami to help him become the successor of his family's shrine. With the weakening magic on Earth, exorcists no longer had the ability to make contracts with powerful spirits. Ringo's birth and awakening as an omega, the first of its kind in his family, was a miracle and they placed their hopes on him when he received an invitation to attend Time Cross Academy.
Now, that hope was robbed from him as he felt the tip of Michael's fangs piercing through his skin. A metallic smell quickly filled the air, minding with the scent of the alpha's pheromones and triggering his omega's sweet fragrance to permeate in the air.
As if his body was electrified, Ringo's mouth fell open in a silent scream as his eyes looked up into the starry night sky. Like poison, the bite started off painful but was quickly numbed when the vampire's venom entered his bloodstream. Ringo could feel and hear his blood getting sucked out of his body but he was too weak to do anything with the feverish feeling of his highly aroused state. He couldn't tell how much blood was sucked but he knew he was feeling more and more light-headed as Michael continued to drink.
By the time Michael quenched his thirst, he was feeling high and slightly drunk from such high-quality blood after a long time. In his arms was the human exorcist, unconscious. Ringo looked deathly pale and Michael panicked. He listened to the dull heartbeat and knew that he had no time to waste.
Not bothering to conserve his powers at all, Michael quickly dashed to the infirmary with the boy in a princess carry. Although the bleeding had stopped, the exorcist was very cold. Michael gnashed his teeth. He had taken too much blood and lost control of himself. As one of the older vampires, he was ashamed to be behaving like a fledgling, giving in to his instincts so easily. It was truly a blessing that Ringo wasn't dead. Murder on the academy grounds wasn't allowed. Nobody wanted to face Amanda Lucifer's wrath.
The doctor was a kind of magical snow-white bird with healing powers called a Caladrius that the principal rescued and he became a permanent staff at the infirmary in the academy. His name was Iason and he was a beta.
Poor Iason was ready to sleep when the door to his office was kicked down. The poor bird's feathers were ruffled when the vampire yelled for help. Without hesitation, he pulled on his white coat and gloves to ready himself for an emergency job.
The human omega didn't look good and smelling the blood on the vampire, Iason could guess what happened. The bite on Ringo's neck wasn't deep but it was considered a marking bite. Students who did not register as a couple were not allowed to mark and mate, this was a clear violation of the rules and even if it was an accident, he had to report it to Amanda.
"Put him on the bed," the Caladruis said. Michael obeyed without questions even though he was worried.
The healer worked quickly and poured light healing magic into Ringo's body to restore the dangerous level of blood until a healthier colour appeared on his face. Michael never once let go of the exorcist's other hand and repeated his apologies feverishly. With Iason's skills, Ringo was soon out of danger but remained asleep.
"He's out of the woods now," the doctor said and sighed. "What happened? You know that marking an omega without registering is against the rules, right? I would have to report this to the principal tomorrow morning."
Michael looked remorseful. "I was hunting but he appeared and attacked me, letting my prey run. I had been starved and the bloodlust took over. Before I knew it, he was lying in my arms like a corpse. I-I didn't mean to..."
Nodding in understanding and pity at the alpha vampire, the doctor told him to return to the dormitory for the rest of the night.
"Rest up tonight. The principal might call you in tomorrow if he is feeling well enough. It's a serious matter that must be discussed. The principal might not punish both of you because she is understanding but there will be consequences."
Michael looked conflicted but agreed and gave Ringo a last glance before leaving for the night. Iason watched the alpha leave and turned his attention to the omega. The mark on his neck was only a temporary one but he knew that the exorcist wouldn't be happy about it. If the little one had the chance, he would run for it. Unfortunately for him, Iason didn't have any intentions on letting him escape.
"Asahina? Yes, I have a case. I'm surprised it took so long for the first case to happen but please inform the principal that the alpha Michael from class 1-A and the omega Ringo from class 1-C are involved with an accident. Michael accidentally marked him on a hunt. I don't know why they were loitering outside of the dormitories but I'm leaving it to Ms Lucifer to decide."
The bat secretary assured him that she would take over with the investigations and Iason ended the phone call. Now that his job was officially done, Iason yawned and went back to his bed in the room attached to his office.
When Wilson said that the additional terms would be added to the annexe, Carlos and Rusty didn’t think they would do it in the principal’s office. Wilson wasn’t the one in a hurry to have the papers signed, Amanda was, and all three students watched as Asahina smacked the archmage with her clipboard for hindering her progress.The odd relationship between the principal and secretary made Rusty pause. However, he didn’t think too much. After all, it was only possible for him to attend this school after receiving the principal’s scholarship. His parents applied it for him secretly when they heard about it. Rusty was always smarter than anyone else in his family, and it was a shame that they were too poor to afford him any education. With the golden opportunity in front of them, Rusty could not refuse. He thought that coming here was a good way to make money while studying, but he turned out to catch a shark instead of a fish.“It&rsquo
It was slightly tricky to find a decent venue for the two alphas and one omega to meet up and discuss the terms of their three-way relationship. Eventually, they managed to discuss with Floopy and Prince Syris to borrow the music room. Prince Syris wished them luck and left the keys with Wilson.“Don’t forget to return them and no nasty stuff. Floopy and I will be using it to rehearse tonight.”“I won’t,” Wilson promised and took the keys. Carlos and Rusty stood side by side awkwardly behind Wilson, and the werewolf ushered them in.The music room was cosy, but there weren’t many places to sit around. Wilson dragged the piano chair over, a drum stool and a recording stool before borrowing the music stand as a table to go through the contract terms. Carlos took a look at the chairs and decided that it might be better for Rusty to sit on the recording stool as it was the tallest. He took the drummer stool, and Wilson made
“No problems,” Dr Iason confirmed.Rusty was healthy and strong enough to bear pups for Wilson. Even if he was a rabbit beastman, his genetics were closer to a hare than a rabbit. It would explain his independent nature and less social personality. Wilson didn’t want to investigate too deeply why there would be a hare in a rabbit family. All that meant for him was that Rusty would be able to crossbreed with them effectively. The wolf pups and cheetah cubs will not suffer from an active herbivore gene. They might be omnivores, but that was it. The others would be carnivores.Rusty didn’t speak much and thanked the doctor as Wilson escorted him out.“Do you need more time?” he asked, but the hare werebeast shook his head. Even after finding out that there was something strange about his bloodline, Rusty remained calm. His poker face rivalled Wilson, and the werewolf knew that he wanted Rusty to be part of his and Carlos’ c
As expected, Carlos did not wake up in a rosy mood when he found out how Wilson seized the opportunity to snuggle in their sleep. That was far too intimate, and while the werecat didn’t hate it, he wasn’t used to this kind of closeness.Wilson woke up alone and late for lessons because a grumpy werecat turned it off. The note stuck onto his desk containing nothing but a childish drawing of a cat sticking its tongue out naughtily and pulling at an eye made the stoic werewolf laugh. Carlos had some cute sides to him, and Wilson loved them very much.Seeing that he was already late, there was no harm in taking his time. There was still about forty minutes before his next lesson. He could afford to miss the first class and catch the second one.As he folded his blanket, Wilson paused. The omega classes started later than the alpha classes. Seeing that he was already late, shouldn’t he make use of this opportunity to catch hold of a particular busy
Finding an omega partner who could satisfy his needs was proving more difficult than Carlos initially thought. After that confrontation and agreement, Carlos gave Wilson a list of names for his usual fuck buddies. The werewolf didn’t comment about the number of names on that list. Carlos was also slightly embarrassed to count them as they were well into the double digits.“Just so you know, I don’t sleep with everyone very often,” he said, and Wilson nodded. He didn’t ask further about the details of Carlos’ complicated relationship with these omegas. However, he asked something the werecat didn’t see coming.“Is Rusty not one of your bed partners?”Carlos blinked. That rabbit omega boy who was said to charge exorbitant fees for his services?“He and I don’t talk. Besides, there’s always that kind of air around him, you know? One that makes him slightly unapproachable. He looks at me
The morning after they slept together, Carlos woke up first. Last night was definitely something he couldn’t tell anyone about. An alpha bottoming for another alpha? It was probably unheard of. It didn’t matter how good it felt or how perfect Wilson was. Carlos had his pride.Sure, he might be able to secure a good future if he accepted Wilson’s offer. His sister wouldn’t have to suffer at the hands of the crafty families. He didn’t have to take over the Chavez House and could live the easy life he wanted to. However, the cheetah didn’t want to admit defeat so easily. Accepting Wilson’s help felt like a terrible trade. Ever since he became the Chavez heir, Carlos made himself a promise. He would never betray his feelings and beliefs for anyone’s sake. Wilson was trying to make him bend his beliefs, and he felt torn.“Let’s not think too much,” he reasoned and got up.Wilson was still s
Today, Wilson and Carlos attended class as usual. The werecat didn’t pay much attention to lessons, and Wilson couldn’t concentrate on his work either. They were both too preoccupied thinking about what would happen later.When lessons finally ended for the day, Wilson and Carlos met in the hallway without a word. Some curious people wondered why the feral werecat wasn’t running away and why the lone wolf was very accommodating today as they walked to the cafeteria wordlessly. Their shoulders were brushing, and it became the gossip of many who wondered how they grew so close.“Maybe they got closer by fighting,” someone reasoned, but others thought that there was more than met the eye. After all, the way they stood so close that their shoulders brushed against each other was a sign of intimacy.They ate together, did their assignments together and spent the rest of the time in each other’s company until it was time for bed.
The following day, Wilson called in sick for Carlos as well. Compared to yesterday, the high faded and left only a stinging mess all over his skin. Every time Carlos shifted his position, it hurt.Wilson was expecting this. The pain would subside in a day or two after the scene if proper aftercare treatment was carried out. In fact, the lone wolf didn’t make any plans for scenes today. All he wanted was to take care of Carlos. Right from the time Carlos woke up, Wilson hovered over him constantly, fussing over just about everything from his minor muscle aches to the tender skin.Carlos didn’t know why he was given VIP treatment today. Not only did he not need to attend class, but Wilson was also pampering him to a point where he was going to rot. From the very moment he opened his eyes, Wilson already took care of his needs. He helped Carlos shower without any funny business, took care of cleaning the room while Carlos ate the breakfast he brought up, appli
“The founder of the necromancer circle started out as a druid,” Wilson narrated, and Carlos swallowed hard. Wasn’t he sitting a little too close? Also, what was this technique of reading into his ears?!“... answer the question. Are druids born as elementalists with a good and evil nature, or are they born neutral and shaped by their circumstances from the example above?”Carlos stalled. “Uh… good?”Wilson frowned. “That’s going to cost you. You weren’t listening when I explained.”Carlos bristled. “How is that my fault?! You were basically breathing into my ear and had me seated in your lap to study! How does this look like studying to you? I don’t see my teachers doing this in class.”Wilson raised an eye and spanked the mouthy werecat. “Is this the attitude you take to your teachers?” he asked. “Besides, special kids need special at