WHEN NIGHT COMES

Giving in to Desires

"O-kay! Everybody stand up!"

Kimhan felt like his soul left as the loud sound of the professor's stick hitting the board echoed through the room. His eyes were still half-opened when he yawned and that caught Porchay's attention.

"Because Mr. Kimhan Kittisawadt is sleepy, let's have some ice breaker."

Kimhan should feel embarrassed because his classmates were looking at him but hell, Porchay called him with that kind of voice; deep, velvety voice that made him feel butterflies in his stomach.

Porchay smirked and Kimhan unbelievably found it attractive. Like what the fuck is wrong with him?

"The stage is all yours Mr. Kittisawadt."

With dead eyes looking at his smug-looking mate, Kimhan lifelessly stood up. But then the bell suddenly rang, ending tonight's class.

"Oh, lucky you." Porchay said to Kimhan, adjusting his glasses with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Okay class, don't forget that we'll be having a pre-assessment of how far you've gone with your musical piece."

Then one by one, the students started to leave the room. Porchay was busy fixing his things on his satchel bag that he got from Kinn when Kimhan already left the classroom.

Kimhan was walking on the dark alleys of their school building. He cannot believe that this expensive school cannot even fix the lightbulbs on their alley.

"What the?"

Because his phone was full of missed calls and messages from his Hia, Porsche. Some of it we're pleading but most of them are angry texts and Kimhan can just imagine his brother nagging like a mom.

He was busy looking at all the messages. He didn't dare open it all because Porsche would be able to know if Kimhan had read them when suddenly, a hand pulled him in the corner and pinned him on the wall.

"Ugh! Fuck! What the he-"

But then Kimhan froze; no, it was like he could not move because something was restricting him. And there Kimhan noticed a scent that is making him dizzy and nauseous.

More than this would definitely be bad for him.

"That's rude, little omega."

Because right now, Kimhan is emitting angry pheromones towards this guy that he's sure an alpha. He knows it; Kimhan can smell him that he's an alpha from another pack.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Oh, nice question!" Said by the alpha whose hair is tied in half on a man-bun, with fair complexion and body built.

"I'm Big. Does that ring a bell?"

Big.

Kimhan came to a realization. He's only hearing that name from his brother.

"Your brother said you've been a bad boy lately." Big said as he held Kimhan's chin and lifted him to look him in the eyes.

This alpha in front of him has emerald-like eyes that glows the dark and a coconut sandalwood scent that Kimhan hates.

"And I'm here to take my mate. Oh! Porsche forgot to tell you right. Hahaha, that fucker."

"What the fuck are you saying?!" Kimhan shouted as he struggled to get out of Big's grip on him.

"Woah, feisty are we?"

"I don't have time to play with you." Kimhan said as he started to change his eye color.