Conquering the Alpha (BxB) - Werewolf Story

Chapter 3: Ebony and Ivory

Shocked.

As students made their way into the dining hall, all everyone could talk about was the rules of engagement. I already imagined consent would be a huge thing in a place built for teenagers to relate to each other, that is not the surprising part of this Sunday evening.

What no one expected was for them to have such protective rules regarding Omegas. It's basically warning whoever plans on sleeping with one of us that you will be held accountable if we fall pregnant with your pup. And no, you can't use our heat as an excuse anymore.

There are plenty of tactics that you can deploy before abusing an Omega in heat. At least, if you are near them when it strikes. If anybody is touching us, then all bets are off. This was something that I always grew up very conscious of, the need to preserve myself against any potential harm done by an unsuspecting werewolf.

The last thing I wanted growing up was to be stuck raising a pup on my own just like my mother. But at least she loved my father, he wasn't a random stranger which is what could happen to me depending on the situation. Fortunately, I was mostly friends with humans as a teenager and they are immune from heat.

I mean, not immune per se, but heat alters our brain chemistry to emit powerful pheromones that attract male suitors in our vicinity. Werewolves are drawn to it by the smell, but humans cannot scent such pheromones therefore it is innocuous to them.

It is always the scent with us werewolves. Our most powerful sense, the one that made people discover their mates back in the day. You sniff them out and only your mate had a particular scent that would drive your wolf crazy and immediately detect that person was the one for you.

It must be nice to have that, a person chosen just for you.

Seth and I stood in a long line for food, then walked with our trays to find a table around other Omegas. Werewolves are a caste system and they all stick together, especially in an environment like this. It is interesting to see how things evolve here. This is a learning establishment that disguises itself as a mixer for the who's who in werewolf society.

There is a staggering amount of handsome, hot boys and girls already eyeing their targets, assessing who is who in this large dining room with close to two hundred voracious werewolves. Normally, I would be frightful in a room full of Alphas but somehow that speech by Headmaster Lockwood gave me just enough confidence to feel safe in this environment. At least, for now.

After dinner, Seth and I returned to our dorm room for the night. On our way back, we saw some students already making out in random corners. Apparently, people work fast here. So many potential partners to get to know, not that I had anyone vying to taste my lips.

Seth, on the other hand, was being eyed by a lot of boys and girls. Any Alpha with a brain cell knows that he is a valuable Omega to take back to their pack. Not only is he a trust fund boy, but he also stands to inherit a fortune when his parent(s) pass. That is a whole other level of pedigree.

Later that night, we went together to the (male) bathroom to check out the shower situation. It was a large room with several shower stalls, each one with a door that locked from inside. At least, we wouldn't need to worry about anyone invading our space.

As I said that, a tall, muscular, impossibly handsome boy with the most beautiful ebony skin I have ever seen in my life, steps out of one of the shower stalls wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. His abs was so ripped you could do a (washboard) laundry on it. Our jaws dropped as we stared at the young man who immediately noticed our presence there, drooling at him.

"You are on the wrong floor! Why did you come all the way here to take a shower?" I snarled at the young Alpha, peeved at his presence in our floor.

"The Alpha bathroom was busy. Too many boys, too little stalls." He replied with mischief in his smile, gawking at Seth who was looking right back at him. Just not at his face.