Chapter 50: I thought I was your suppressant
I think I made the Alpha Princess go mad. That punch really made her growl in a way I never imagined. She cracked her neck to the right, her demeaning blue eyes lashing toward me.
She pinned me to one of the lockers in the hallway.
"What is with you and punching!!!" she snarled at my face, holding my arm. I felt her claws pop into my skin.
"Ahhhh, fuck you are hurting me!"
I tried removing her hand from my arm, but she held me so tight that I almost felt my bone crack.
"This is your fault, always trying to find a way to make me snap. First you sleep with someone else that wasn’t me, giving me a bad day, and now you punched me. Just because I always smile doesn’t mean I am always in a good mood. How dare you!!"
"Fucking stop, you’re hurting me!" I cried out.
Her blue eyes went straight to my bleeding arm, and she immediately released her hand.
Air rushed back into my lungs. The skin burned where her claws had pierced through. Blood slid slowly down my arm, warm and sticky.
She was still close to me, blocking any way out. Both her hands were on the locker. Her breathing lessened a bit, but she was still angry.
Her chest rose and fell. Slow. Controlled.
But the tension in her shoulders was still there.
She was close enough that I could breathe in her hot breath.
My back pressed harder against the cold locker behind me.
Making a soft growl, she leaned in close to my neck. She wasn’t kissing me but sniffing me like she was searching for a scent.
My body went still. Her nose brushed the side of my neck. She inhaled slowly. Then again.
She sniffed both sides, then moved straight to my face, then to my lips. Her nose was on my lips.
My heart started beating faster. Then she stopped. And looked at me.
Her eyes were normal now, but still pissed.
"I have two questions. Why did you punch me?" she asked in a low consuming tone. Her voice wasn’t loud, nor was it low.
Thank goodness whatever she was doing was not able to bring out my heat because I don’t know what I would have done right there in the hallway.
My throat felt dry. I swallowed.
I summoned the strength to talk.
"Your fucking bitch of a girlfriend said you were going to give her my pups once you are married to her... those are my pups, and I will never let anyone have them..."
Her brows pulled together. For a moment she just stared at me. Confused.
"I don’t understand what you are saying. I never promised anyone my pups. Even if I don’t like your idea of co parenting, not living under the same roof after they are born, I will never let anyone other than you or me take care of them. The only thing I promised Kiara was marriage..."
"Oh."
The word slipped out before I could stop it. The hallway suddenly felt too quiet now.
I don’t know if she was lying or Kiara was the one lying. But I should have just asked her before punching her.
"So is that why you punched me? What is that mouth of yours good for anyway? Use it properly. Communication really helps you know... stop trying to punch people, it’s not nice. I should give you detention for what you did, but I will pardon you because you are pregnant... now my second question, what did you do with your scent... and the other person you fucked I am going to find her and kill her?"
My eyes widened.
Someone please tell me she didn’t mean that, right?
Because why will she give a fuck about who I sleep with?
She sleeps with other people, so why can’t I?
"Do you really mean that?"
"Yes."
"You are joking, right?"
"No... tell me, what did you do with your scent? Why is it different today? I thought maybe it was the person you fucked, but it turned out you are trying to hide your scent... are you on suppressants?"
"Yes it’s because of you, and the way you make me go into heat. I don’t want to have sex with someone like you, you are a cheater and you are an annoying piece of shit..."
The words came out sharper than I expected. For a second she didn’t say anything.
"Ouch... I thought I was your suppressant..." she muttered, feeling offended by my words.
Her jaw tightened. She pulled away from me.
The space between us suddenly felt strange and cold.
I don’t know, but something felt off.
The hallway noise slowly returned. A locker slammed somewhere behind us. Someone laughed at the end of the corridor.
But she wasn’t looking at me anymore.
I stood straight, looking at my arm. The pain wasn’t much, but it still stung. I don’t know how quickly it will heal because it was from an Alpha.
"You should see the nurse for an antibiotic ointment. Sorry about that... since you don’t want me around, this annoying, cheating piece of shit is not going to be around you. You said that on Monday I should stay away and not involve myself in your business. Even though you don’t pick up, I won’t call you anymore. The only text I will send is checking on my pups and I expect a reply. If you are too tired to reply just send a check mark emoji. I will understand... I’m done bothering you, Omega.."
Her voice was calm.
For a second it looked like she wanted to say something else. But she didn’t.
She turned and walked back into the classroom.
I stayed there. My arm still bleeding a little.
I didn’t move.
A few seconds later she came out again. She had her bag now. She didn’t look at me. Not even once. She walked straight past me and headed toward the stairs. Then she disappeared.
I don’t know if I should be happy or not.
It’s what I wanted, right? I don’t want her around me.
But why does she sound like that... like I hurt her feelings?
I pushed myself off the locker. My arm throbbed again when I moved it. I headed toward the nurse’s office. When I pushed the door open, the smell of disinfectant hit my nose immediately. Malo looked up from the cabinet. His eyes landed on my arm.
"What the hell happened to you?"
"Locker accident," I muttered.
He didn’t look convinced. But he didn’t argue.
"Sit."
I sat on the bed while he grabbed some gauze and ointment.
There were two students being treated. I heard they got injured from basketball training. The nurse lady was attending to their wounds.
One of them had a swollen wrist. The other had a cut on his eyebrow.
The nurse lady dabbed antiseptic on the cut. The boy hissed.
While she was attending to them she asked what happened, and they began to explain.
I didn’t put my mind to what they were saying, but my attention was drawn the moment I heard who injured them.
Malo stopped what he was doing. The cotton in his hand froze. He slowly looked up.
"Who did you say did this to you again?" he asked.
The boy in pain replied.
"It was the CO captain, Peamah Frost."
What the fuck....
