Masuk“I don’t need laundry services.” Xavier grumbled to the dry cleaner and closed the door on her face. He didn’t know why everyone won’t just fucking leave him alone. He balled his fists as he made his way to his bed again, deciding to deal with whosever would have the nerve to come to his door again. He had barely gotten on the bed when the scent hit him again. During training the evening before, he had done all that he had to do to make sure that it didn’t slip out to Lucien or Maren that he was losing control. Right from when they were in the spring to when they met up again, Lucien’s scent had refused to leave his head. And this morning? It seemed it was stronger than ever. He couldn’t take in a strong whiff without feeling like he had Lucien close somewhere. He finally got off the bed and headed towards the yard where he started to run laps. He went faster than he normally would and by the time he was done, his wolf was more tense and the stupid pull that seemed to have been tu
Xavier pursed his lips, unable to say anything. He should have fucking knew that his father was going to do something. He should have known that the recent silence and Amber’s frequent happiness was all because of something. It was because his father had shifted his modus opperandi from him alone to another student and puppet. He cleared his throat and looked towards “I really don’t know what to say to you right now, Lucien. But I think—” Lucien cut him off with a roll of his eyes. “You don’t have to explain anything to me, you’re not your father after all.” “Right.” Xavier said, his face crumbling into one serious expression. The moon seemed to gleam even more at that moment, making his face way more obvious to Lucien than before. “I thought Duke was giving you problems on his own and I wanted to confirm since said I was going to deal with him myself.” Lucien nodded in understanding, “Thanks for checking in, I guess.” And that was it. Lucien left first, his fists clenched by t
Lucien told Elias about Duke’s threat over breakfast the next morning. Hr couldn’t get that information off his mind all through and he had only come up with one question since then… If Duke was telling people to not vote for him, did it mean that he was campaigning for Xavier then?Elias wasn’t really surprised. Instead, he looked like someone who had been waiting for that specific type of problem. “He actually can’t flag anyone for conduct review for no just reason.” Elias said. “He doesn’t even have the standing for that at all. The only issue here is that the threat works whether or not it’s real, because scared people don’t verify and they definitely won’t vote.” “So how do we counter it?” “We make the scared people more scared of something real. Specifically the idea of things that would happen if they allow their fear to overtake them.” “You think that would work?” Lucien asked him. “You should know how much those omegas repulse the idea of being considered as weak like t
Lucien woke up with the memory of Xavier’s thumb dragging across his lips and for once, he considered staying in bed and reminiscing about the entire time at the hot spring.But he didn’t. With a tired groan, he dragged himself over to the restroom and had one of the longest baths he had ever had. For some reason, he could still smell Xavier on himself, and he knew the only reason Finn hadn’t really smelt it out was that Finn was a Beta, and betas have much lower smelling abilities. But Alphas who he’d mingle with wouldn’t take any time in smelling his supposed sworn enemy on him. And that’s what he couldn’t afford to risk. By the time he stepped out of the restroom, his body was a bit achy from how hard he had scrubbed his skin. He found Elias almost immediately after he stepped into the corridor, and he smiled in greeting first. “I was thinking that I’d have to come over to your room and drag your ass out of bed.” Elias taunted. “Thankfully there’s no need for that.” “Yeah, ye
After breakfast, Elias dragged Lucien around and made them do more physical campaigns. It seemed that he kept discovering new sides to Elias every time and the one he discovered today was his crazily energetic side. Finn abandoned them just one hour into the campaign, but Elias stood tall. And since Lucien was the one being campaigned for, he just had to be in it. By evening, his body was screaming for rest and some alone time. He was so tired that he practically dragged himself over to the hot spring, not bothering to go back to the dormitory. He had fully relaxed in the water when the large doors came open just like he knew they would. And of course, it was Xavier. His jaw clenched hard as he remembered his new resolution; getting away from Xavier Lockwood. It seemed that was impossible at that moment. “Thought I’d meet you here.” He said as he walked closer and sank deep into the water. “What can I do? This place is more relaxing than anywhere else in this world.”
He shifted on his seat, suddenly feeling like everyone in the cafeteria had shifted their attention to him. The omegas looked serious with all of them staring at him like they were waiting for that guy to say their mind. “I’d really love to know what brought about that notion.” He said, picking his words carefully. He rested his back against the chair he sat on, relaxing like someone who wouldn’t leave without getting a response. One of the omegas chuckled, completely unamused. “You came to this academy as a mere omega, Thorne. Over the months of your stay here, you know how you were treated. Yet when the moon goddess nominated you as supreme alpha, you discarded us like we don’t exist.” Another person continued, “And now when you suddenly need votes to win, you remember that you’re one of us and you’ll need our votes. If that’s not selfishness, then I don’t know what is.” Lucien wished right there that he had prepared himself adequately for this confrontation like Elias had tol
"What's with the face? Dravenmoor's most intelligent.” Lucien looked up from his plate. Finn was staring at him from across the dining table, chin propped on his fist, the picture of concern and amusement at the same time. "I'm fine." "You look really bothered.” Lucien stared down at his pl
The field behind Dravenmoor's dodgeball didn't look like much on a regular day — stretch of open ground, tree line at the far end, sky too wide and too grey above it. Today it looked like a warzone. Fifty, maybe sixty students spread across the grass in training gear, some already mid-drill, other
“Lucien Thorne.” Lucien sat across from Mrs. Aldric, hands flat on his thighs, back straight. He tapped his feet repeatedly on the floor. "Your mother was admitted three days ago." Mrs. Aldric slid a paper across the desk glancing at Lucien. "The hospital contacted us as her next listed instituti
“Hey, nerd!” Lucien trembled at the weight of the familiar voice even from its distance. "Answer me!” The voice sounded closer with heavy footsteps. Lucien’s breathing hardened whilst he splashed a handful of water over his stinging face. The plan was to act oblivious. However, before the water c







