Chapter 7

Leon's POV

“Kicking me out of your office? Rude, professor. Very rude.” I smiled walking up to him.

"What if I say I don't want to leave" I pouted at him leaning in. He stepped back.

The door was wide open. Anyone could pass by in the moment and see us. He seemed very aware of that. I was tempted. More than tempted to push him right here with the door wide open.

He pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose. “Please, Leon. Just....go.”

I smirked.

I stepped back as I heard footsteps coming from far. I decided to let him be for now.

He won this round.

But it was only round one

I walked out, each step heavy with irritated dramatic flair. As the door clicked shut behind me, I let out a long breath and muttered to myself:

“Fine. I lost this battle. But the war? Yeah… I’m winning that.”

I wasn’t going to let him live in peace while I was in this school. I was going to make sure that every time he saw me he shook.

I wasn’t going to let him stay in control, I was going to get him as miserable as I was.

If this realm wanted to trap me, then I’d trap him right back. I wasn't going to suffer alone. I needed a buddy.

It was petty. It was insane. Cruel... It was perfect.

---

I had a meeting with Chancellor Vara to get my card, and phone, I was probably going to get another lecture about how I should be grateful for being kidnapped.

How they saved my life or something about it being for my good.

I made my way across campus using the map I’d folded and shoved in my pocket. Everywhere I passed, people stared. It wasn’t my imagination. Some glanced at me curiously, some with interest.

They were all trying to figure where to place me. Alister told me a male omega was rare so that was probably why.

This omega thing was going to be the death of me.

Literally.

I reached the Chancellor’s building, huge, ancient-looking, I mean the evil lady probably needed the space to keep her dungeon. She kept her victims there. I climbed the stairs, found her door, and knocked.

“Come in,” her voice said.

I opened the door.

And froze.

Sitting casually in one of the chairs opposite her desk was him.

The guy from the night I tried to escape.

The asshole who caught me mid, air.

The one who licked my neck like a fucking slim

What the hell was he doing here? Was he a student too?

Of course he was. Everytime I thought of a question I already knew the answer.

His eyes lifted to mine, slow, deliberate, like he’d been waiting. That same amused, predatory, interested expression stretched across his annoying face.

He was those type of handsome men that knew they were handsome and would do anything they wanted because to them their being hot was enough reason to.

I gave him a disgusted look.

"Well if you're busy I'll wait for you outside" I started to say

Before I could turn around and leave the room, Vara waved her hand.

“Leon,” she said. “You should met Roan, He's the alpha of the Bridgewood pack. The youngest acting alpha.”

Roan stood, walked toward me, and smiled, a lazy, confident smile that said he wasn’t intimidated by anything.

“Nice to see you again, pretty boy.”

Pretty boy.

Nope. Absolutely not.

What the fuck was wrong with this asshole?

"We know each other. We met on a beautiful romantic night." Roan smiled and I felt disgust anger at his audacity.

"Come on tell her about our night together" he smiled

I wanted to punch him. I balled my hand into a fist to fight the desire to punch him in the face.

Vara noticed.

“Roan, give us a moment please,” she smiled at Roan

Roan looked at me again, eyes glinting with interest like I was some puzzle he wanted to take apart piece by piece.

Then he winked.

He actually winked.

And left.

The door shut behind him.

“Now,” Vara said, reaching into a drawer, “these are your essentials.” She handed me a black card with a silver emblem on it, then a sleek phone. “Your campus ID, allowance card, and your assigned phone.”

I took them begrudgingly.

“Are you finally integrating well?” she asked casually, leaning back in her seat.

I blinked slowly.

Was she serious?

“Oh please,” I said. “You don’t have to pretend we’re friends. There’s no need for small talk between a kidnapper and her captive.”

Her lips twitched, barely.

“Fair,” she said simply.

I frowned. She wasn’t bothered. She wasn’t offended. She wasn’t even trying to defend herself.

This woman was probably used to kidnapping people and keeping them against their will. She looked like she was used to having her victims fight back.

She gestured toward the phone. “Reginald’s number is already saved. You may contact him whenever you need to. Anyone else… won’t go through.”

“So you gave me a phone to remind me I’m imprisoned. How thoughtful.”

“It’s good that you’re catching on.”

I glared. “You’re annoying.”

“Likewise,” she said without hesitation.

"So you're not even going to try to deny it. I mean you could at least try to convince me that you were trying to help me" I asked her.

"Well we both know you don't care and honestly, I didn't do it because I cared about you. I did it because it was my job so...."

Great. Fantastic. Apparently this realm was full of unbothered psychopaths.

“Are we done?” I snapped.

“Yes. Feel free to go.”

I turned, snatching my phone and card, and stomped toward the door like a pissed-off duck. I opened it sharply and nearly walked straight into Roan.

Of course he was waiting.

Of course.

He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, eyes on me like he’d been watching the door with the patience of a hunter.

He pushed off the wall. “Nice.”

I frowned. “Nice what?”

“You’re one of the few people who talk shit to Vara and survive. I’m impressed.”

I snorted. “I wasn’t trying to impress you.”

“Didn’t say you were,” he replied, smirking. “But you did.”

He stepped closer. Too close. He didn’t walk, he prowled.

“I can give you a tour,” he offered. “Show you the ropes. Help you settle in.”

“No thanks,” I said instantly.

He blinked. “Rejected that quickly?”

“Rejected always.”

His smirk only grew. “You’re making this fun, pretty boy.”

“Stop calling me that.”

“Can’t,” he said, shrugging. “It suits you.”

God, he was frustrating. Arrogant. Too calm. Too observant.

Like he was enjoying this. He probably was. I was a game to him.

Was this realm collecting men specifically engineered to ruin my life?

He leaned in slightly, voice dropping. “You’ve piqued my interest. Until that wears off… you’ll be seeing more of me.”

I stepped back. “Is that supposed to be a threat?”

“No,” he said, eyes glinting. “It’s a promise.”

He winked

I stormed off angry and frustrated. He can go fuck himself.

---

The walk across campus felt lighter somehow. Maybe because I was annoyed. Annoyance powered my legs

Not to mention my need to get as far away from that weird fuck as possible.

I found Kai, Kian, and Dale exactly where they said they’d be, in the cafeteria, gathered around a table already filled with food.

Kai waved me over with his usual sunshine smile. “Leon!”

“Hey,” I muttered, taking a seat.

“You look stressed,” Dale observed.

“Welcome to my life,” I said, grabbing a drink.

Kian pushed a tray toward me. “We got you lunch.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re an omega and omegas need food to keep their energy levels up,” Kai answered immediately.

I shot him a look. “Say omega one more time and I’m throwing this sandwich at you.”

He laughed nervously. “Okay, okay.”

I sighed and took a bite anyway.

“So,” Dale started, “we were thinking… after lunch, we could take you shopping.”

I raised a brow.

Kian nodded. “Yeah. You need stuff for your apartment. We can take you to the mall in the settlement.”

The mall.

The same mall Kai mentioned earlier, the one with the insane currency conversion, wolf bucks, and whatever other nonsense existed in this realm.

“You guys don’t have to babysit me,” I said.

Kai grinned. “We’re not babysitting. We’re helping.”

“And we owe you,” Dale said.

“For what?”

“For not having a breakdown yet,” Kian replied bluntly.

I choked on my drink.

Kai smacked Kian in the shoulder. “Don’t say it like that! Leon is strong! He’s handling everything well!”

We're Omega's supposed to be weak? What the fuck?

Kian shrugged. “I’m being honest. Most Omega's would have fallen sick if they were under your situation"

I sighed long and dramatic. “Great. I’m the unstable foreign exchange student.”

They laughed, and annoyingly… it made me feel a little better.

Just a little.

“Fine,” I said. “Let’s go shopping after this.”

Kai grinned. “Deal.”

I took another bite of my food, leaned back in my seat, and watched the three of them argue over something stupid.

At least I had made friends? I don't know.

it was nice not being alone though.