Chapter 30

C-Cyrus...ran after someone else.

The Alpha bit his lip, drawing blood down to his chin as the very ends of his fingernails were inching longer to form claws making them hurt, he let out a pained growl. Veins blooming to choke his thick neck and throbbing temple underneath Al's golden wavy strands.

Yet Al didn't care.

Bloody fucking hell! how much of that did Cyrus overheard!? Why is he going after Jessie? He should be going to ME! I'm his mate! Can't Cyrus feel it!? how stressed, frustrated, and worn-out I am!?

His growls were growing louder and Al's amber irises going corrupted, the thirst for blood-lust whispering for Al. This was unacceptable, the thought of his mate running away with somebody else. And that Cyrus...was in fact never going to return The Alpha's romantic feelings, that he didn't give a single damn about him. That Cyrus isn't his.

Does he not care about me at all!? Shit...

Al then remembered the memory of Cyrus's first shown expression towards Grim.

Pitch black orbs that sucked in light.

His young face looking worried.

And his voice, ever dreamy.

"Easy..."

He looked so concerned about them then, disregarding his own safety and for the first time. Cyrus gave way to reveal a fragment of himself to them.

Al took in a weighted inhale of breath and exhaled out, he recalled this is what Cyrus does to calm down in his classes and to think. After his whole strained muscles proceeded relax itself.

BANG!

The Alpha brought both his fists onto the mahogany long table producing this earth shaking crescendo, it frightened some nearby werewolves and people, though that wasn't Al's main concern.

He needed to remain just unaffected in terms towards his mate, so word won't go around that Al fancied the quiet boy.

He still can't get over that Grim bit thier mate. It's wiser to really stay afar and pretend Cyrus doesn't mean anything to him, for both their safety; Al has to.

{Rainier...order a new long table for the officer's meeting room. Make it black.}

{Okay sure, the last one was unflattering need anything else Alpha?} Al frowned, his gleaming ambers shifting into golden.

{Cancel all the rest of my appointed meetings for today...and have the red room filled with Rouges; uncollared.}

(Usually, Rouges are "Collared" with silver collars so they won't shift, but "Uncollared" Rouges are able to shift into wolf form :D)

Rainier's expression became concerned.

{You alright Al? I don't think that's---}

He interjected. {Beta, did I stammer?}

Rainier slipped a hand through his mismatched hair. {No Alpha, I'll have everything ready within half an hour.}

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:3

Emmett stomped through the hallway and after reaching his dorm door he slams it shut, his roommate wasn't here so it's alright to throw a fit. The boy's body can still feel the lingering sensation of that infuriating sneaky bastards fingers, beginning from his right knee going to Emmett's inner thighs; Chase feeling him up.

The jerk also knew he couldn't report it on the spot because it would really embarrass himself, Chase didn't have a respected reputation like Emmett does.

The Delta had nothing to lose.

That makes Chase a wild-card.

The more Emmett detests him.

And at a officer's meeting of all places! That asshole has no shame in his bones! Emmett collapsed to his bed, taking off his glasses to ease the tension out of his face. The worst part of the incident?

Emmett almost moaned for more.

Smacking his forehead didn't exactly do anything but bring new ache to his already jacked up head. Because this could only spell trouble, Hell, Chase was trouble itself on sexy long legs. While the mischievous Delta officer walked on Northwood campus, everyday since Emmett saw him knowing Chase just carelessly sleeps with anyone, who was gullible enough to fall for his player tactics; Emmett wasn't foolish.

Everyone here doesn't know he's gay.

Except Maylin and his chill roommate then there's Cyrus, who was warming up to Emmett too. Maybe time will tell if Emmett decides to inform the quite boy about himself. Yet it will be a disaster if Chase knew, and who knows what the unpredictable player would do with that personal information about him.

Chase will definitely use it against Emmett, to shut him up and get away breaking school policies. As if being friends with the Alpha sector officer isn't enough, Emmett's the only one who has openly reported The Delta before.

The Human boy didn't get intimidated he was handling someone with connections to the highest sector rank, should he really?

Emmett stared at the ceiling. That bastard can't---shouldn't get to me! This school and me coming here means way too much for some fuck-boy to ruin everything.

Crumpling up his adorable features Emmett nodded to himself. To think, this all was because he accidentally caught Chase about to suck off another boy's dick in the men's showers last night. Emmett just returned from cooling down, after doing round laps his therapist suggested to him.

Emmett repeated the graphic memory.

Flashback to last night.

Emmett's baby blue eyes immediately zoned in on the unmistakable dark red hair that only one famous hoe in this school had, Chase's uniform shirt was drenched onto his torso. The Delta's abs painted an outline for anybody to gawk on, Emmett gulps as he fought the urge to admire Chase's impressive slim structure. (Ladies and gentlemen, our Emmett's gaydar is going off the roof)

Emmett thought. He's breaking the rules again, showering and to blow another student. The absolute nerve of him!

(*Plays Justin Bieber: that should be me)

"Don't you EVER grow tired of being like this?" Emmett stormed to them, the other boy hurriedly zips up his pants and pushed Chase to run afraid Emmett would report them too.

Chase glanced back and forth to Emmett and the cute blonde he was gonna enjoy, before glasses midget appeared. Chase combed back his thick scarlet hair to directly glare at him.

Emmett cursed himself for finding that attractive, especially right now.

The Delta muttered back."Uh don't YOU ever get your sorry plain dick sucked to ruin other people's lives? What I do with my life isn't YOUR shitty business shorty." Chase grins.

Patting his knees using both hands and mockingly lowered his height to stare at Emmett, like that meme of 'how to talk with shorter people'

"Or don't tell me...you're STILL a little virgin down there?" Emmett blushed.

The Delta smirked, eyeing Emmett head to toe...and he's chestnut irises going predatory, Emmett shoved Chase and with the shower still running causing them to slip and slide. Emmett falls on top of the surprised playboy.

"Aaaggghhh..."

Chase groans out hitting his back onto the tiles, though his annoyance was replaced quickly by the sexual position they were in...along the feeling of Emmett's knee pressing down on his dick, Dagger also feeling very excited.

He giggles, not masking his arousal feverish cheeks. "My oh my~" Chase yanks Emmett's collar down, and The Human puts both his hands on either side of The Delta's head so they won't smash lips together. Chase husked out a whisper. "I didn't think you're the type who likes it ROUGH on their first try, I won't mind if you press down harder, though..." Chase skillfully flipped their wet bodies around; he was now topping.

"I'm more of a pitcher player than a catcher shorty, though ridding is alright." Chase gestures to himself. "I can go down on you...WHICHEVER way you prefer." Emmett just gazed at Chase, his thick glasses moisturised.

"You're...absolutely off your rocker." The Delta quirks a eyebrow."Huh?"

Emmett then sat up and adjusted his stare towards a confused Chase. "I thought it was just peer pressure or something but you're just...confused."

The Delta jumps when Emmett grips onto his shoulders, though it's wasn't to threaten Chase or lure him into a make out session. "I don't want to do anything sexual with you, Chase...YOU DON'T NEED to get inside my pants to know me or everyone around you. Okay?"

Tilting his head Chase's vibrant scarlett hair cascades to his eyes. "What...are you saying? I can suck and swallow. Everyone likes that."

Emmett face palmed, everything he just said went straight outta the other ear to this playboy. Chase got up as Emmett dusted himself and only wanted to go to sleep. He isn't gonna get through this man-whore.

At least not tonight.

He warns. "You should go back to your own dormitory before I call in Rainier or AL. Hell yes, I'm that insane to wake up that volcano of a person, so take my advice seriously."

Chase didn't respond, he just looks at Emmett's retreating jiggling ass.

(I wanna slap Chase with morals!)

Emmett felt The Delta staring at him.

"And fuck off my butt, you pervert!"

Chase cat-whistled.

"I'd rather fuck INTO your sweet ass, shorty." The Delta laughs seeing the boy's ears heat up, Chase stuffs his hands inside his pockets and left.

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Softly shutting the door, Chase got changed in sweats and a shirt then peeked at Rainier who sleeping in peace. They still weren't friendly to each other and Chase missed him, bragging all the girls and guys he was with while Rainier just listens.

The Delta laid in bed.

Chase never gets caught; that's not entirely true. He DOES get caught.

Only when he wants to be, and The Delta was always somewhat giddy when he let's Emmett catch him.

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Author's Note :

You're smiling...for now hehe.

Okay I'm really liking Chase and Emmetts chemistry but we're just not there yet, if feel like they could be more but my word count is overloading don't worry, we'll get back to Al and Cyrus's side.

This chapter was steamy though not enough for me to put a warning, saving it for when real action happens to our couples. Emmett isn't very open about being gay, because of homosexual discrimination and his past experiences.

Oh and Emmett didn't wanna wake his roommate that's why he headed to the men's showers instead of his dorm bathroom.

*sips matcha tea*

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