Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

22. Help in all Directions

You squirmed a little in discomfort with your eyes glued to the little red suppressor collar latched around Shotos throat.

"Why?" Was the only word you could push out of your mouth.

Why would he do that? What was his goal here? To hide from you?

He let go of his jumper, letting it recover the collar as he cleared his throat.

"Its my attempt to make it easier for you to be around me. I'm actually testing this particular brand before I encourage the other Alphas in class to do the same."

Oh.

You felt your chest squeeze.

He was actively trying to make your life more comfortable...?

You felt a little guilty for your immediate negativity as you reached out your hand to hold his own, feeling overwhelmed suddenly.

"Shoto..."

"You tried your hardest to hide your scent to keep the Alphas from getting distracted. It was Alpha pheromones that triggered your heat. Which is what made you feel uncomfortable. Maybe if you were more comfortable we would all be able to control ourselves much better. It starts with us Alphas though."

Maybe not all Alphas were bad.

Your mind went to the blondes downstairs and you wondered if they would wear them too?

Bakugo probably wouldn't... But how much easier would everything be if he was as considerate as Todoroki?

The thought laid heavily in your chest...

"Maybe I could try that brand out too?" You offered a smile as you took your hand back, not noticing the way Shotos face dropped a little at the loss of contact.

"Well... It's designed for Alpha pheromones. Omega pheromones work differently and as you experienced, any wrong applications can cause rather adverse effects..."

You sighed and nodded, looking down at your application, red notes dotted across it from top to bottom.

You definitely didn't want to go through another 'rebellion' with your body that would lead to another super heat. No, thank you...

"I guess omegas are so rare no company wants to waste money on research and products..."

A small pout twisted Shotos lips as he sat back and thought for a moment.

"Have you considered the support course? They might be able to put some masking technology into your hero costume at the very least?"

A small whine like a child's tantrum left your throat and he chuckled slightly.

"I'd recommend you try them out. That Hatsume girl has done wonders for Midoriyas requirements over the years. I know you don't quite get along with her energy but she would jump at the challenge."

It was true, you didn't like her. Her chaotic energy was not something you wanted to place your well being into... but her hardcore dedication and inability to accept defeat was your best chance.

"Want me to ask Midoriya if she would be willing to take you on?"
He pushed, knowing how much you were digging your heels in about the whole thing.

You sighed and shook your head.

"No, I can ask him myself... Who knows, maybe she'll say she can't do it and then I don't have to put myself through all that 'testing'..." You shuddered, pulling another chuckle from Shoto.

"You make it sound like torture. Surely it's not all that bad?"

A bitter laugh came from your lips as you tore the draft of your application from your notepad and placed it next to it, ready to write up a better version with Shotos notes to help.

"Worse."

~

Red high heels clicked through the empty halls beside principal Nezu as he led the way to his office.

"It will be so good to have someone like you teaching at this school. No offence Miss Reynard, but we have a student who might find a lot of comfort from your presence alone."

He lifted his head to look at the tall woman, her white leather coat almost grazing the floor despite her very high heels.

She had a narrow face, young and pale with beautiful angles and almond eyes.

Her purple painted lips pulled up into a warm and gentle smile as she let the Principal open the door to his office and escort her inside to sign paperwork.

"Anything I can do to help her. Omegas are such rare things, she must have a lot of concerns that I would be happy to ease."

She stepped inside and took a seat at the desk while Nezu clambered up into his principal chair and pushed some paperwork towards her.

She crossed her legs, pulling out her own fountain pen from a small purse and leaned forward to sign her name.

"After all, we Omegas have to stick together in this world, right?"