Chapter 50

Hi guys! Welcome back to my YouTube channel and today---

*chaotic background noises and cheering mixed with screaming, someone throws bread at me*

Whoops, wrong intro. Anyway I know I've been gone for so long, so so fuckin' long got myself part time jobs and I lost my dog Atlas who's been with me for 5 years.

He was my emotional support buddy for my mental issues.

I miss him and honestly, I even practiced most of the scenes in this chapter with Atlas before he died.

I've been looking for distractions just to avoid feeling depressed, like watching Vtubers (Kamiya Juu-sama, I am not worthy! Huhu) Playing games (Obey Me, Beel supremacy!) & (Insidious) Basketball, Chess. Also watched Squid Game. (Ali best boi) I like working as a waiter during the day. (Welcome! What would you like today? Breakfast? Lunch? Dinner with me? Just kidding XD)

Then I'm a bartender at night. (Unlimited coffee for staff :3 and I get to bring my guitar on Fridays. My fav is "Remember Me" from Coco) Anything to keep me away from being a couch potato at home.

Of course, writing and drawing. I seriously feel out of shape writing this, coming back from my hiatus and all. But I hope you enjoy.

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WEILER HIT IT!

*Weiler plays the piano*

Oh no, oh no.

Oh no no no.

[Warning: BDSM and drugging references. Slight racial discrimination, bullying and homophobia.]

Cyrus broke into a phenomenal smile, seeing the beautiful golden wolf again wearing a hanging Red dog tag there.

And here I thought I'd seen the last of my roommate's pet dog, though now that I look at it more this is definitely a wolf. A larger one than a grey wolf, it's rare to see something like this one.

He remembered what exactly to do when encountering a wild animal and especially wolves in the wilderness, because his mother Maria taught him in case. It wasn't a common thing to run into them back in Russia, but they lived in a secluded rural location near a river. If the freezing cold doesn't get you, the wild pack of wolves will.

Calmly lowering his gaze to avoid eye contact because it might trigger the natural instincts of a wolf, Cyrus acts submissive to show he doesn't want to hurt the animal. While listening to the predator Cyrus hears it's low growling and trudging carefully towards him.

It's not backing down I see.

Grim takes another step forward and as he gets closer The Wolf really tried ignoring Cyrus's sweet scent, because Grim could sense something about the black haired boy. Whatever this thing about Cyrus is, Grim felt it---made him territorial and aggressive, like sensing another Alpha werewolf was there, however Grim knew this boy is way much more dangerous than just that.

Grim sense it, something powerful.

Yet Al can't because of their bond.

Cyrus is more deadly than a Alpha.

Somewhere inside thier mind, a hard sob was echoing through, Al whispers.

Grim, I love him.

Please, don't do this.

I'm so sorry I hurt you.

SHUT UP AL! YOU DON'T SEE WHAT I SEE! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ALL THAT I FEEL! CYRUS IS DANGEROUS! AND I HATE THAT I DON'T HAVE MY FREE WILL AGAINST THIS BOND! I HATE THAT I CAN'T MARK CYRUS!

Cyrus thought. It's distracted. Now!

Rising from the ground Cyrus puts his hands in the air and bellowed a roar.

"WWWAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

It was so intense it matched a sonic boom, The Wolf winced, wanting to shift back into human just to get Al to cover their sore stinging ears. Grim shook around distraught and pissed.

What the hell was that!?

Scaring the absolute living shit out of Grim, Cyrus's strong unexpected wail made him back away so quickly Grim smacks into a tree, he cries. "Ahwo!"

The Wolf paws at his sensitive face.

Ugh! not in the nose...

Cyrus chuckles under his breath, but kept his trained dilating onyx eyes on the golden brown wolf. He knows that wild animals don't attack humans for no reason and Cyrus knew he hadn't seen signs of wolf tracks, plastic litter or chewed bones. Then again, It was pretty dark and he walked through the woods to get to the lake, maybe he missed the signs. Though Cyrus would have heard howling from far away.

Thump!

Grim felt something was thrown near his feet, when he was done pawing his face his nose smelled the steamy, juicy freshly cooked meat. The Wolf sniffed at it, while Cyrus analyzed Grim's new body language; curious and confused.

Grim rolled the wrapped food using his snout...and saw what was inside.

Are you seriously shitting me!?

Grim shuddered seeing it.

A baloney sandwich.

The Wolf snarls at him, Cyrus showed his empty hands to Grim. "Pashensha ka na, yan lang meron ako." (Tagalog;Sorry about that, that's all I have.)

He couldn't take his eyes off the wolf, the way it almost resemble like a lion.

It was nothing like Cyrus ever seen before. The first time he encountered the hound, Cyrus was awestruck and too amazed to react however this time he was ready. Another tiny grumbling sound made it painfully obvious that Grim was hungry, they hadn't eaten at breakfast, lunch and even dinner, too.

Cyrus remembered, his pet wolf Cyan was like that at first as well. Agitated and afraid, ironic since wolves were hunters of the wild though with the way the people keep taking advantage of nature and forcing animals to flea from their natural habitats, it seems most wolves became the hunted ones instead. Cyrus slowly crouched down and sat there, The Wolf had stopped growling at him, and began eating the baloney sandwich, he smiled to that.

Cyrus sighed. "Kawawa ka naman, gutom na gutom ka." (You're so pitiful, you're very very hungry.)

He admired the animal as Grim ate it snapping his canines and munching the meat. Poor thing looked seriously exhausted, Cyrus notices the Red dog tag around it's neck and recalled why he was singing outside. He touches his own Black dog tag, his face mournful.

"I knew I'd seen this before, Selena."

Grim craned his head up surprised at the mer mention of their original soul mate's name. Cyrus rised a brow. "Oh you're listening to me now? Alright."

He always talked with Cyan, because he loved animals more than people.

Cyrus stretched his legs and relaxed his limbs but kept alert of growling and signs of aggression from The Wolf.

"I just found out today, that this guy I kinda like had a girlfriend who died a awful way. I knew, I saw a picture of her wearing something like this..." He held the Black dog tag to show Grim.

"Selena was a Zeta rank student, she was the last Zeta who died before she graduated from Northwood. It's sad, and probably was a nightmare come alive for my roommate. I had no idea, yet now I understand. Al was grieving from losing her, drinking himself to waste, sleeping around and tried the dangerous substance abuse I avoid."

Grim let's out a whine because he was part of the reasons Al kept ruining his life, Grim...didn't warn his human to stop. Because part of Grim wanted to die, what was there to live anyway?

Selena and Aurora were gone.

It was the way things were, especially since Moon Goddess hardly gives any second chance soul mates, why had she decided to suddenly give Cyrus to them? The Nightwalker family was cursed by Moon Goddess long ago, and never has there been a second chance soul mate for anyone born into their bloodline.

Cyrus exhaled exasperated.

"And...I don't even know, if I'm worth enough for Al to change his attitude. I mean, he does seem to care about me and tries to better himself, though I'm worried he'll only change for me and not for himself, or the people around him. I get that Al is seriously messed up, he needs help with his problems but that shouldn't ever justify his own violent actions, If I don't do anything, he'll become closer to a tyrant. Shit, maybe even worse...I don't want that. He's on a date now with another girl, too. What if Al realizes I'm not imp---"

"Ahrf!" Grim barks in protest.

He found it easy to speak with Grim.

Cyrus just continued talking.

"You wouldn't understand, I've never liked anybody...this way before. In my old schools I got bullied for strange reasons, like being a foreigner, having dark skin and speaking English with a funny mixed culture accent. I don't smile because I grew up where it's not common to smile so freely. I expected to be treated like...an outcast just as before here. But suddenly, Al comes into my life and it's all different now...I just wanna be with him, but I'm not sure how long...this happiness lasts."

Cyrus huffed pulling his hoodie over his head, now that Grim observed he was wearing the new clothes Al had bought for him online. Cyrus looked more defined; muscular and when he glanced up to smile at him, Grim saw smile wrinkles in his onyx eyes and how younger Cyrus seemed to appear despite his regal looks and eye-bags.

Lips rising in amusement.

His jagged teeth showing.

Like he's free to be himself.

It made their heart do a epic summer salut, finding Cyrus more attractive.

He was always either scowling or just remotely expressionless, it hit Grim that Cyrus might have never found a reason to smile at people, because of what happened to him in the past and Cyrus was talking to him like Grim was just an ordinary animal. He was ignorant as a child, that Grim even exists as his soul mate---which painfully hurt him.

All Cyrus sees is AL, NOT ME. I DON'T EXIST TO HIM, I'M JUST A WOLF FOR CYRUS---I'LL NEVER BE ANYTHING ELSE! All this boy sees is a stupid wolf and I don't know why, I keep feeling so threatened by him for many reasons.

"Whmmm..." Grim whines.

Cyrus carefully approached him.

The Wolf stills as Cyrus touches him.

"There there, don't whine." Cyrus puts his hand on Grim's furry head, while using his other hand to scratch under his chin. "You're such a good boy, just a little scared, trust me, I know how it feels." Grim's long tail begins to wag in rhythm and his leg thumping with excitement. The Wolf then opened his mouth and started to assault Cyrus.

"Wha---Hey!" Grim licked his face up.

Salty like the ocean! Cyrus giggles as he keeps getting licked and nuzzled in his cheeks. "Down boy!" Grim halted, tail still wagging and tongue drooling.

Grim chants. Again! Gimme head pats!

Cyrus wipes off some of the slimy goo with back of his hand while smiling.

"Pambihira." Then he puts his fingers around the Red dog tag. "So---what's your name exactly." Cyrus narrowed his eyes. "Al named you after himself? Wow, talk about major self-absorbed."

"Whoof!" Cyrus turned the tag around and embedded there, he reads; Grim.

(Werewolf students all have the name of their wolf behind their dog tags :3 )

"Odd name for an emotional support pet. Guess Al was drunk when he had named you. Hey Grim, wanna go back inside our dormitory with me and eat more sandwiches? I still have plenty."

"Ahrf!" Cyrus nodded. "Okay boy, but we have to be quick going inside the building. I still don't know if it's fine to have animals into the dormitories but I'm sure Al will be happy to see you, he was really stressed out today."

A few kilometres away.

Staring intensely at Cyrus's retreating back, Lucas and his twin brothers ask Weiler in mind link. {Should we follow them back to the dormitories?} Weiler grins. {No need, I've seen enough. He seriously doesn't know anything, not even my cousin Al being a werewolf. I need to know more about you, Cyrus, or...should I start calling you Elyos.}

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If you've ever watched a James Bond spy movie, Cyrus was sneaker than that agent 007. They manage to get in through the hallways, took the wider fire exit staircase then charge to their room. Grim could have just mind-link everyone not to go outside so it would be easier, though Cyrus seemed to be having fun smuggling him in like it's his first time to do something that can get him in trouble. Which honestly he won't, Building-A was exclusively for werewolf students. And it was normal for someone to walk inside while still in wolf form, That and Grim is Alpha.

"Here boy, drink up." Grim stares at the bowl of water then towards Cyrus.

"What is it?" Grim sniffed, Cyrus just smiled and beacons sweetly. "Sige na, You're a good boy aren't you? Drink."

Why does THIS feel like I'm doing a scene, but this time I'm the Submissive and Cyrus is acting like the Dominant? If I shifted back, it would look like Al is crawling obediently to him on all fours.

"Fine, be dehydrated if you want." He lifts the bowl to dispose of the water when Grim paws at his leg. "Ahooo..."

Cyrus snickers and pats his head.

"I'm just kidding, you silly boy."

Grim licks his hand playfully.

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It's only been a couple of hours and I shouldn't stay up late, but I miss Ally.

Glancing between his cracked phone and the door Cyrus sets down his last homework, exams were around the corner but Al still wasn't back. Grim was laying on his own bed instead of his owners, which was unusual since Cyrus figures Grim would be used to resting on Al's side of the dorm, yet it feels like Grim preferred to be next to him. Cyrus didn't mind getting dog fur on his bed because Cyan did that too, whenever he visited during winter. It also helped him feel less lonely while waiting for the blonde boy to return.

At the back of Cyrus's head, that little voice whispers something...malicious.

Al is probably having a blast tonight.

Maybe even took Jessie to the movies.

Or the nearest strip-club and hotel.

"Punyeta..." Cyrus cursed smearing off the small trail of blood from his lower lip, Cyrus had bitten harsher than he thought. Stop it, you told Al you were okay with him doing this. Quit being so insecure about it. It's pathetic, because I'm not his boyfriend. I'm just someone Al likes and he clearly said Jessie was more of an old childhood friend of his.

Nothing to worry about.

Unless, Al changes his mind.

And he decides to abandon you.

Cyrus immediately stood up from his desk and Grim jolts awake, seeing the raven haired boy in all his seriousness Grim knew, if Al walked in drunk and covered in hickeys---he's a dead man. Even behind his old reading glasses, Cyrus's shaky irises were fixed to a critical glare. He was breathing a bit heavier and unsettled than he'd like to admit. Being this was Al, the highly arrogant rich bastard who gets what he wants---when he wants it. It's not that difficult to imagine him getting hammered right now with his friends and Jessie, Cyrus was unaware he left deep indents of his fingernails on his wooden table. Snarling at himself,too.

He wouldn't dare do that.

What makes you so sure?

Al could be a wonderful liar.

Hastily snatching his phone Al gave him, Cyrus goes to the bathroom and thinks of what to say. What message should he send that doesn't make him sound insecure, clingy and or upset at the blonde boy. Because it would be annoying, if Cyrus demanded Al head back already if he's enjoying himself with friends and it's not like Al is a kid who doesn't know right from wrong.

Okay, that last part is debatable.

Cyrus shakes his head, thinking what to say to Al without being too much. It shouldn't be hard, though his cheeks becoming reddish made it harder to keep collected thoughts. Especially as Cyrus isn't an expert in romantics too. Typing awkwardly, biting his lips and thinking of something casual like...

"Hey, you doing alright?"

"I kinda miss you already."

"Get your ass back safely!"

Cyrus sent all three messages to him, too bad Al had left his phone inside his hotrod Lamborghini back at the restaurant. After a few minutes with no reply from him, Cyrus splashed on some water to calm down. He's new to feeling this restless about waiting for someone to return, thinking about Al and the possibility of him impulsively getting "too comfortable" with Jessie or with anybody else other than him.

Cyrus thinks. I need to blow off steam.

He pulls on his hoodie Al bought him and decided to shoot some hoops by himself, Cyrus pats Grim's head. "I'll be right back boy." The Wolf follows just as Cyrus reaches the doorway. He turned back and said. "Stay, be good."

Grim wanted to go anyway though he saw how moody Cyrus was, it might not help if Grim disobeys him. Cyrus locks the door and shoves his phone in his pocket, in case Al replies back.

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"You up? One on one?" Cyrus wasn't expecting to see someone out at this hour passed crefew, but Emmett was an upper class man and a respected Silver officier. Cyrus nodded to him as The Human boy tossed him the ball.

Whosh!

Cyrus scored the winning point.

They played a great three out of five game with Cyrus obviously having the advantage of being taller, yet Emmett had skills when stealing the ball from Cyrus. Panting and sweating, Emmett sprawled onto the grass. "Damn, that was good. I knew you were alethic but that was something else, ha, I'm beat."

"You also waiting for someone?"

Emmett sat up, hearing Cyrus talk to him directly for the first time. "I...you could say that, though I'm not really expecting much. It's not like..." Cyrus tilted his head, Emmett groans. "I---it's not like he'd do the same for me, and he's always a immature loose canon. I also like doing my extra solo training sometimes, I mostly do this for myself. But...yeah might as well wait for him."

Cyrus asked. "Do you like this guy?"

Emmett's face and neck go warm, he was about to yell at Cyrus for asking such a question, when Emmett realize he transparently referred to a guy all on his own and groaned again. Cyrus had just simply noticed the details in his words. Emmett looked around as if expecting someone to be watching them, he uses the ball and scratches it on the ground while looking flushed.

Which Cyrus understood as a 'Maybe.'

"Would that be a problem for you? I know, it's a different kind of like---like to me and I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable, Cyrus." Emmett is ready set on anything he would do. If Cyrus were to punch him, insult him, and or be disgusted with a gay person.

Emmett was well used to receiving all that bad reaction, whenever he told anyone about this side of himself. His older sister Amelia, was the first to be accepting and supportive of him so is Maylin and his roommate Sam were among the very few who actually had made Emmett feel like he belonged.

Cyrus only nodded.

"He's lucky, you're very inspirational."

Emmett drops the ball and looked at Cyrus. "I-Inspirational? I don't do that much, hell, I'm just doing what needs to be done around here." Cyrus picks up the ball and patted Emmett's back.

"That's a good thing; discipline."

Emmett fixed his glasses. "That's what my therapist says, discipline grounds you and keeps you distracted from ah, panic attacks. It actually works but..."

Cyrus understood Emmett's feelings.

"Unpleasant memories don't just die."

For someone who's much younger than himself, Emmett found Cyrus to be a lot more level-headed and open minded. Completely opposite to Chase and much more forward than Shane. It was ridiculous Emmett had thought of yelling at Cyrus earlier assuming he would be like others; homophobic. He felt more comfortable now that Cyrus knew Emmett's secret and he could be himself around another dear friend.

The Human boy agreed. "Uh-huh, hey we um should do this again sometime. If you want." Cyrus gave a short nod.

He stretched his muscles and rested his arms on his knees, eyeing the cold ground. Cyrus spoke. "Emmett, can I ask you a favour? It's rather personal."

"Depends, how personal we talking?"

Cyrus faced to Emmett, his deep voice monotone with a hint of desperation.

"What happened to the last Zeta?"

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:3

Shane sat across from Jessie, holding in her laughter because The Younger Alpha got her with a mini magic trick by making a pea dissappear, then in his hand appears a penny. But Jessie caught Shane----chewing on the pea.

The Alpha, was nowhere to be seen.

Rainier taps his foot and tiredly rubs the back of his neck where an old bite mark was located, The Beta walks to the busy bar section of the restaurant where Chase was looking at pictures of a certain Shorty, stalking Emmett's profile and grins while making kissy noises. The Delta Ignoring the flirting stares of girls just a few feet from him.

"Al blew it, Shane took his place."

Chase nods. "That's nice mommy."

Rainier frowned. "Aye, I said Al wasn't there. He disobeyed orders from his grandmother again and I don't think she'll be easily forgiving this time." He glared at the forgotten tequila next to Chase, Rainier takes it. "Hey! Get your own!" The Beta gulped it in one go, he was the last person you'll ever witness get drunk between the three of them.

Al and Chase were the heavy drinkers however Rainier was frustrated and just stressed these days he didn't care.

"You're still under age to have alcohol anyway." Rainier glowered at the two bartenders. "Bloody hell, who served you tequila assuming you're legal?"

Chase whistles innocently.

Rainier thought. He must have bribed one of them, and Chase even took his eyes OFF his drink! I can honestly taste something really different in it. Moons, What I am going to do with this guy?

"No drinking for you, I mean it."

"But---" Rainier stares him down.

Chase grumbles. "Fine, whatever."

Werewolves don't get easily affected by drugs or alcohol, they'd have to take the amount that would normally kill humans before they start feeling any effects and Rainier is used to the taste of different chemicals. He even knows what Wolfsbane taste like, as it doesn't fully weaken him unlike pure breed werewolves, being born a half-breed sometimes has it's advantages.

The Beta slips beside Chase, who went back to zooming in on the pictures of Emmett who's holding a trophy with a bunch of other guys who look like his soccer teammates. "Martini, please."

A old bartender wearing a smirk goes to glance at Chase but caught shivers, seeing those stormy blue-grey eyes as The Beta guessed he's the asshole who served Chase and put something in it.

Rainier slides the empty shot glass to the bartender and doesn't even seem like he just drank a drugged tequila.

He growled at the bartender.

"Hello? I asked for a simple Martini?"

"Y-yes of course, sir." The bartender scurried off like a frightened mouse.

Rainier decided he'd break a finger or two from that man later, he questions.

"Are things going well with Emmett?"

Chase snickers all giddy and dreamy."He's going to meet me tomorrow in the library after classes, I'm excited and sorta nervous. I wanna impress my mate, though I don't know much about Emmett so I'm researching but other than soccer and posts of him wearing Marvel t-shirts, I got nothing."

Besides the car accident Emmett got into with his older sister Amelia, I...I want to know more than that. Chase thought. I wanna be there for Emmett.

The bartender returns with a nervous expression now. "...Your martini, sir." He takes it in hand, feeling distasteful, at least Rainier can smell this drink wasn't messed with, he took a half sip.

"You'll be fine, remember what I said? Just be yourself and please try not to jump him, too much." Rainier felt this bittersweet emotion, looking at Chase who's happy finally finding his mate, recalling how he felt when he found---

"Rainier?" A melodic voice asks.

Thang!

He drops the shot glass in shock.

"Ah shit man!" Chase yepls surprised, his sleeve getting wet. "What's gotten into you?" Rainier became flushed as he slowly pans his gaze down to up. It had been what? Years now since The Beta last saw the strawberry blonde.

And that last time Rainier's mate was a scruffy Stray werewolf who wore jumpers and stained t-shirts, yet right now, it's a tight little black dress and a thong complete with killer high heels.

Louise was a show-stealer.

Not bad for a crossdressing Zeta.

He gulped trying to look elsewhere.

Biologically, Rainier's mate is male yet Louise seriously felt very feminine on some days and other times masculine, it depends on what Louise preferred though The Stray Zeta went by both "She" and "He" or usually by Louise.

"Fuck, I knew it." Louise chuckled. "I get rejected and you move to the next best bitch." He glares at The Delta. "I thought you'd do better than the pack slut, though this just proves you never really know a person." Chase grinned at The Stray Zeta. "Ohhh, it's Louis. I thought I smelled something rejected."

Louise's wolf; Thorn growled.

Gritting his teeth he muttered. "It's---Louise! with an E! Ugh, why am I even talking with you?" Then a man's arm attached itself onto Louise's waist and Rainier sensed Hail becoming furious because the man looked like a Dom, littered tattoos and in a business suit and obviously an Allbinian national.

"Kitten? These guys bothering you?"

Louise blushed. "Sir, it's fine let's go."

Sir? Oh, he definitely is a Dominant.

A cunning smile appears on Rainier's mouth. "Actually, he approached us first while you weren't around. Seems like you haven't trained him properly. If I were you, I'd paddle Louise better."

The Stray Zeta glared at Rainier's way, he still remembers just how to push Louise's buttons. And knows exactly that he has a spanking and pain kink.

Louise snaps. "Go fuck yourself."

The Beta glanced at the man Louise was with and he was sizing Rainier up with his warm coffee brown eyes, to be specific probably guessing how big he is down there. "Or you can join me,I don't have any other plans tonight."

Rainier said, leaving a hundred dollar bill for the drinks. "I'm down to play."

The Beta rose from his seat towering over Louise's date, Chase stared at Rainier like he grew an extra nose.

"Sounds...interesting."

The man licked his lips.

"We're not interested."

Louise muttered. "Dardan, let's just go already." Hail smirks, noticing Dardan is just human.Thorn, you sure this guy can give you all YOUR needs as well? It must be sad, being neglected this long.

Thorn whimpers, and Hail took that as a agonizing yes but Louise shuts his wolf out, Dardan spoke. "But Kitten, didn't you say we should be looking for someone suitable? And he's fit. I think we should consider." Rainier is being his most restricted with Dardan calling Louise his kitten, how cliché.

Hail whispered. Kitten doesn't suit MY SLAVE, right Thorn? You liked serving ME AND RAINIER and WE rewarded you, for being such an amazing Sub.

Louise knew Thorn was excited, they feel it in his tight dress. Getting hard.

(She's heading to the gym tonight!---)

Chase linked with Rainier. {Hey man, I won't mind covering for you tonight. You deserve to have a little threesome, go have fun.}The Delta winked at him.

That was all The Beta needed, he goes to Dandar and smiled. "No pressure, I'll be waiting in the parking lot so you both can decide properly, Chase let's."

The duo leave with Thorn whining in Louise's head. I miss Hail, I want him.

A few minutes pass, and Thorn keeps barking out wanting to take control.

"Louise." Dandar made him look up.

"Whatever you decide, I'll respect it and you don't have to choose if you're not ready." Dandar pecks Louise's left cheek, however Thorn answered first.

"I...I really want to."

Dandar snickers, toying with a small switch making Louise shudder and bite his bottom lip. "Then shall we?"

"Haaa...y-yes sir."

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"I think it's getting late, we should go back to Northwood." The Omega nods.

"Bill please." Shane pays, though as he was signing his signature for credit card payment, his hand trembles and the pain at the back of his head makes him grip the pen. "Shane? You okay?"

He blinked hard.

"Yeah, I'm fine..."

Not THIS again.

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Author's Note :

Cyrus:

Septembre, 30th!

Happy birthday to Weiler and my baby brother!

I felt cute so I did another version.

Yeah, this is what Grim sees compared to Al.