Chapter 15

[Reminder : (Text in parenthesis, this is just me and my wackiness, it's not technically in the story)]

"Close your eyes, I got something for you." Maylin smiled enthusiastic and Cyrus looked at her with sleepy eyes.

The nightmares hadn't gotten to him however his psychopath roommate did.

He didn't get to sleep much after last night when Cyrus felt large hands on his hair, it shocked him so much to see Al doing that. Touching him in his sleep, who the heck does that while someone is sleeping? Al had left such a horrible impression towards him, because Cyrus thought he was going to yank his locks and drag him to the floor where Cyrus would receive beatings from the guy.

He did report him to the principal.

Getting pay back is to be on Al's mind, it was expected. Maylin and the rest of the student body's reaction, told Cyrus that his roommate has this infamous reputation of being a cruel bully who picks on the weak. Though after Al booked it to the door Cyrus observed himself, he didn't feel stings of pain if Al had intentions of pulling at his hair which confused him even further. And the most bazaar part of last night?

It was as though Al was...petting him.

Again, while he was unconscious.

He was behaving too creepy.

Cyrus gained awareness of something on his head then, though he wasn't sure what it was because of how gentle and careful it was. When Cyrus heard this intense breathing, he sprung awake and pried Al's huge hand off his hair.

It was then that Cyrus decided blunt words needed to be used to get through to Al, which is really tiresome for Cyrus. Like the blonde boy can't understand the situation or his obvious signals, Cyrus just wanted to be left by himself.

He was nothing but trouble.

No good would ever come to him if he let people into his world, Maylin was alright. Though Cyrus knew, it's only a matter of time before he has to push her away as well. But for now it will have to wait, it's just day two since he got here.

Doing as told, Cyrus closed his eyelids and his keen hearing kicks in. Noises of a paper bag being placed on their table, and Maylin's girly giggling trails in his imagination as Cyrus heard her cheer.

"You can look now!"

His dark thick lashes flaps open and Cyrus sees this wrapped bag in front of him and there's a little greeting card at the side, Cyrus took the card reading it.

For Cyrus.

Welcome to Northwood.

(From Your Daddy XD)

Maylin had both her palms prompt to support her rounded face that grinned, like a mischievous happy toddler who was watching their favorite TV cartoon.

"Oh don't be shy, it's yours. A humble welcoming gift for our new scholarship student." He timidly nodded and was delicately unwrapping the bag, it was the first time Cyrus received anything from the school he has enrolled into.

Usually, no one welcomed him to their school because of the bad rumours that surrounded Cyrus. His violence strick has reached most schools in the city, that surely his name made it to some black list of troublemakers the school's principal had to watch out---avoid accepting into their own institution.

Reaching inside his fingers took out three items. First; a small white board with a box full of markers. Second; a new sketchbook and charcoal pencils. Third; a phone with WiFi connection.

Cyrus's face didn't change but on the inside he was having a tornado mix of emotions, why would they give him this much materials? Sure, he was new and a scholar but receiving all of this would overwhelm anyone, and a brand new phone? Were they trying to bribe him?

He wasn't born yesterday.

Taking his old notebook Cyrus wrote down. : "I can't accept this, it's too much."

Maylin frowned. "Why not? Don't you like them?" He sighs and tapped once.

Writing his response Cyrus can sense at the back of his head that someone was watching him, and he was on guard.

Flipping his notebook Maylin reads it : "I'm not used to being given things and I appreciate the thought but it doesn't sit right with me, I don't want any special treatments or privileges. I'm already studying, eating and boarding here at Northwood for free; that's enough."

Maylin looks back at him.

"What a shame, guess I'll have to take these all back and inform everyone including the principal's nephews who helped buy them, that you declined it." Maylin stated louder than necessary.

Cyrus scribbled : "You're guilt tripping me aren't you? Real nice." She laughs.

"Maybe I am, so you still wanna take it back? I could always call dibs on the phone with WiFi to download manga."

Glancing to the objects Cyrus thought about it, he was running out of pages on his notebooks and that sketchbook is pretty neat. Yet Cyrus still thinks the phone is an overkill itself, though, he doesn't have to use it and Maylin said the principal's nephews assisted to go out of their way to purchase all of these.

She pressed on smiling.

"Also don't worry about the expenses that was used for those, they're pretty loaded with enough money to afford it."

With a really monotonous motion he took the white board and a marker.

Cyrus writes : "Thanks."

Jesus, his hand writing is more prefect than your body Al. I think I wanna hire Cyrus to give me a hot tattoo on my ass cheek. Grim murmurs spying on Cyrus and Maylin's table in the far end of the cafeteria, while Al ate his breakfast.

Shut up you stupid wolf, you've already done enough meddling with Cyrus. Al hisses, taking a massive bite of waffles.

Speaking of tattoos, what do you think he's stand for? And how agonising it must've been because he's neck scarred.

We'll have to do research around that, and what's the significance of Eleven.

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Earlier that morning.

Maylin stretched her back and arms as she yawns to fight off her sleepiness, It's was always such a pain in the neck to wake up this early for her. Yet there's this banging on her dormitory door encouraging Maylin to answer it, since her roommate sleeps through anything.

Ripping the door open and her moody not so morning self still dominating, Maylin gritted. "It's 5: 34am you pric---"

She cuts herself off seeing it's Al.

"A-Alpha?" Maylin corrects her posture and does a salute, both surprised and terrified he knows about her 'deals.'

"What can I do for you." She doesn't even word her sentence as a question.

Because no one refuses an Alpha.

Maylin also knew Al isn't one to mess with when he gives orders to anyone.

"Shane forgot to give this to the new meat yesterday. Got busy handling the false alarm situation." He then thew this colourful paper bag to her and Maylin immediately caught it like it's an infant.

Her eyebrows linked.

"Hold on, you mean Cyrus? Isn't he like your roommate? Why don't you just give this to him yourself, since you do technically share a dorm now and Shane never forgets importa---" Maylin clamps up when Peanuts her trusty wolf whimpers to Grims short bark.

Just hand that to the newbie. Maylin, basic shit. And I'm not asking this as a favour but make sure that guy takes it.

Grim gruff out as Maylin just couldn't help but run her mouth. "You like him?"

Al's amber eyes widen.

I'm so sorry my human is like this. She heard Peanuts pleads for forgiveness.

"You have the nerve to---" Maylin eyes Al and held out the package back to The Alpha. "I like him. And I don't help out my competition even if it's you, sorry."

Maylin smirked.

His nostrils flare up and heated steam goes out Al's ears as his face turns red.

"But since Cyrus is new and I know you're a busy Alpha, I'll do it for him." She successfully takes back the paper bag then shuts the door at The Alpha's face. Alpha I'm sorry! I'll discipline her!

Peanuts yells in fear of their life, if Al decided to burst through the door to end her and Maylin for the disrespect.

{Chill out, I was only kidding about the 'I like him' bit, though I do but more of as a friend.}  Maylin says through their pack mind link and Grims ear bleeding growl goes through before tuning her out. Peanuts whines pawing her ears.

Do you wanna die!? Just say the word!

No, but did you see Al's eyes widen? He couldn't have been more obvious that this package was from him and not his brother. My instincts NEVER fail me.

And our life was worth risking seeing that reaction because!?  Peanuts asked.

Because now we get a front row seat to a really raw potential love story that'll bloom before our eyes! kyyyaaaahhh!

Really? Why did I have to ask.

I'm shipping them! Al x Cyrus!

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The Alpha's amber orbs held the lust to slaughter within them, Maylin's stunt brought out something that Al himself thought was long dead and now, he was feeling it eating his entire anatomy.

Possessiveness.

But she had a point.

Anybody could mark Cyrus.

That prospect angered Al to his core.

Being he's hesitant to.

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Author's Note :

I'm thinking of moving the upload date to Saturdays but I'm not yet sure, also I'm editing the time line in future chapters (I suck at time lines honestly Xd because new scenes keep coming to me.)

Oh and sorry for giving you mini heart attacks for this chapter I just couldn't help myself *snicker* and seems like someone's turning more possessive of Cyrus muwahahaha!

Vote, comment if you want Grim to get an ass cheek tattoo ☆