Snow Leopard (bxb)

Chapter 94- Helicopter Grandad

Jasper's POV

God, I couldn't wait for this boring lecture to finish so can I go and see my man. I usually enjoyed... pff, the lectures were at least mentally stimulating, this one was fucking brain-numbing.

I'm actually smart if you could believe it, I may act dumb and stupid but I was more than just a pretty face.

Otto was broad-spectrum smart, like book smart or whatever, he was good at those general knowledge quizzes. He was a bit smart in all subjects, I on the other hand was only smart at one thing. I hated it when I was younger, I still was hopeless at everything else but even Otto couldn't beat me at math.

Hence why I was doing actuarial science for my university degree, I know, sounds fancy. Actuarial science is basically mathematics for money, it was fricken awesome. The business part is the boring part, I want to get to the part where I learn to make a shit ton of money. Actuaries get paid bare peas, they essentially help protect your money by predicting the future, they're not fucking clairvoyant or anything, they use past and present data, statistics, the state of the economy and probability to figure out any potential risks and reduce them. They can work for banks, and big investors, deal with pension and insurance, all that jazz. It's a lot like accounting but actuaries plan for the future, not the past. Basically, accountants say 'this shit happened, this is how you deal with it', whereas actuaries say 'this shit might happen, do this so your ass is covered if it does'.

The crusty old man finally let us go and was out of there like a shot, impatiently waiting outside Otto's lecture room so we could go and get our bitch of a sister (just kidding, I love that mohawk wearing cat), poor infected Nobu and it.

We reached the slums of the school, early, thanks to me, and I breezed into the lesson, my two siblings following in behind me and I scowled at the inseminator. Ha! That was a good one, sounded like some villain from a comic book, The Inseminator! Nobu was on the inseminator's lap for some reason and my man was allowing that crap.

Speaking of my man...

If I could purr...

He looked so sexy in his well-worn blue jeans and form-fitting white t-shirt, leaning back against his desk, hands in his pockets as he taught the class. He glanced our way but kept talking, his lips quirking up a little in the corners when our eyes met. My tiger squinted his eyes and chuffed, incredibly happy to see Cyrus.

I actually tuned in to what he was saying, and boy, what a class I'd decided to hear the end of. "... during a rut the male has only one thing on his mind, to mate, this can make them quite dangerous. During a time of rut, males are expected to isolate from unmated shifters unless they are already bonded, which means they will likely spend the duration of their rut with their mate.

A rutting male experiences such a high sex drive it lowers inhibitions and it can cause them to act quite differently. They can be very forward in their sexual advances and are often driven by their shifts, which can be very stubborn and persistent. This is why it is most common for mate bonds to be formed when the male is rutting, if their candidate is also in heat neither of them will be able to hold back their need to mate, and since mating can't be successful with any form of protection, either circumstance results in a high chance of pregnancy.

This is why it's very important to keep rutting males away from unmated females and crosses. Other than creating an unwanted and unbreakable bond, the pair now has offspring to take care of, and that can put a lot of strain on their already fragile relationship, and adverse stress can cause miscarriage. A rutting male is not legally responsible for his actions during a rut as they can't control what their shift does, it's often the family's obligation to keep them away from potential mates and they're the ones that will be held liable if a forced mating occurs.