Dominant Enemies… and mates

No More

At lunch time I quickly get up from my seat to get out of here in search of Lisa and David. The way everyone is talking about me like I’m not literally in front of them is pissing me off.

"Kingsley," Laurent says behind me in the hallway, stopping me with a hand on my shoulder.

"What?" I spit out, shaking off his hand with a grimace and looking around, hoping no one is witnessing this, but everyone is starting to leave their classrooms as well and we are the juiciest thing in terms of gossip today, so, obviously, everyone is looking at us, "God, Laurent, go somewhere else. Don't bother me."

"I want to talk to you. Go to our place," he says in a very low voice and doesn't even give me time to answer, he just starts walking faster and leaves first.

I hate knowing what our place is and I hate that I'm curious enough to go see what he wants to tell me.

In a normal day I wouldn't follow him, but after what happened this morning at my house I'm curious to know what he's going to say. Maybe he wants to talk about some way to make the gossip stop, so I sigh and start moving without being too suspicious to the secluded place in the yard where I always meet my Alpha. Or, I used to.

Laurent is standing against the wall with his arms crossed and looking away. He is wearing his usual baggy clothes like the outfit he gave me yesterday and which will stay in my possession forever because I don't plan to return it. His hair is getting long and messy again, but it somehow works.

I hate that he’s so beautiful. He looks like a model.

"I'm here," I let him know as I approach and his green eyes land on me immediately, "What's up?"

"I just wanted to let you know that going to your house this morning was absolutely not my idea," he starts, "My parents decided for me. My father thought that... you were going to say I raped you or something. Which didn't happen, in case you don't remember."

"Yeah, I know that," I reply, rolling my eyes just because this is awkward and I don't know what else to do. His eyes on my face are making me feel nervous. The energy around us is different today, "I remember certain parts while I was trying to regain consciousness. I know my wolf was at fault this time. But you did fück up, my mothers didn't know about what happened. Now they're going to take me to the fücking hospital because of you."

"Why?" he asks and I realize this is the most normal conversation we've ever had in our entire lives. Could it be because we're... growing up? Maybe.

"Because my wolf shouldn't be manifesting yet."

"Hmm, well that happened to me too and it's not a big deal," he replies, looking deeply at me, "But that's because I'm dominant. Still, I don't think it's anything bad."

Is Laurent trying to make me feel better while we're having a human-to-human conversation? What kind of alternate universe is this?

"Yeah, maybe not. Maybe your..." wolf is forcing mine to come out sooner because he wants to rush the mating process. My God, "Nothing. That's all you had to say?"

"No," he lets out and takes a deep breath, lifting a hand to tousle his hair even more, "What happened yesterday in the showers... was that your first kiss?"

"No, why? Was it yours?"

"Yes," he replies, surprising me and looking down at my lips. A frown forms on his forehead, "Who have you kissed before?"

"I've kissed most of my friends if not all of them. Only in games and that sort of thing," I answer. I don’t know why I feel the need to clarify, but still, Laurie looks annoyed.

"Even Lisa and Zayna?"

"Yes. Like I said, only at party games, truth or dare and that sort of thing," I say and he nods, as if he's thinking deeply about that. Laurent never goes to any parties, at least not that I know of, "That's what happens when you have friends who aren't your family, you get to kiss them."

"Definitely doesn't sound like fun at all," he scoffs and shakes his head, lifting a lip in disgust and obviously judging me. Laurie has always felt like he has to be on his best behavior all the damn time.. except for when he’s with me, "You really like doing that kind of thing, huh? Going to parties and making out with your friends?"

"Yeah, it's fun," I answer honestly.

"Have you kissed an alpha?" He asks, his eyes still on my lips.

"Yes," I answer, not telling him I'm talking about him, but Laurent doesn't even ask, he just gets mad and approaches me in a threatening way, "Have you?"

"Don’t ask stupid shït," he growls in my face and I know he's going to keep insulting me to my face and make me angry again, but I don't feel like dealing with that. Not right now.

I’d rather make use of this moment to have some fun.

"Give me my wolf," I command in a whisper, moving even closer to him. Laurent gets silent for a second, confused, "Let my alpha out. I want him."

I know I shouldn't after the last conversation we had where I told him we were over, but I can't help it. He looks so hot today.

Laurent swallows audibly and a second later he lets his wolf out... but not completely. His wolf ears stick out through his hair, but his eyes don't fully dilate and his scent doesn't get heavier, as usual. Laurent is still here.

He wants to know what I’m going to do and for some reason I’m okay with that.

"Hello, Alpha," I say, looking up at him with a smile. My Alpha doesn't waste a second, he grabs my head and pulls me to him. I let him.

I let him kiss me again and I melt against his big, warm body. Laurent growls and opens my mouth with his to fück it with his tongue and demand mine hungrily. The way my body explodes with sensation is not normal. It shouldn't feel this good to kiss someone, it shouldn't be legal.

This is definitely not like kissing my friends, this is the real deal. Laurent bites on my bottom lip a little too hard, then he moans into my mouth and sucks on it.

"Let me bite you, King," Laurent begs as he breaks away from me, his eyes more dilated now with the presence of his wolf, but Laurie is still here, "Let me taste your blood again."

"What?" I ask, pulling back in confusion. Laurent circles my waist and pulls me back into his body, "I'm not your mate."

"I just want to taste your blood. I'll bite you in a secret place and it'll heal fast, it's just a little taste," he promises, sticking his body even closer to mine as if he'll die if I say no. He's fully hard and dying for me. This is absolutely new. I don't have much memory of what happened in the showers so I can't even compare it to that, "Please, baby, I need it. I just..."

"Uh, excuse me?" Someone asks and Laurent growls from his throat, gripping my waist tightly as if he doesn't want someone to snatch me away from him.

"Now what?!" He growls turning to the person. It's Lisa and she looks terrified, so I push Laurent aside to go with her, "Where are you going?!"

"With my friend," I answer, taking possession of Lisa's arm. Her presence reminded me that under no circumstances should I be here with Laurent, especially not after what happened the last time we had a confrontation and he called me a fat ugly whöre. My God, how could I forget that and let him touch me? I should be plotting his murder, “Bye, Alpha. Remember what I said to you last time? It still stands."

"No. I'll come see you tonight," he assures and Lisa's eyes widen in surprise.

That's the one thing I haven't told her, the times my Alpha visits me at night, because that's too personal and she wouldn’t like it.

"No, you're not going. My mother will be watching me and I don't want any more trouble," I say and I'm not lying, "Don't even think about going, Wolf, I'm serious. Laurent, I know you're still here. Don't let him or it will be worse for both of us."

I turn around and start walking next to Lisa.

"What the hell in the fück was that?" She demands to know in a whisper, "Why did he want to taste your blood? Is it some kind of satanic thing or something sexy?!"

"The latter, obviously," I answer and we walk into the school again, "It's... I don't know, Lisa. It's not to mark me, he just wants to taste my blood. I guess he liked it that time."

"What time?!”

"Years ago, we were just kids. He bit me and he got to taste my blood," I tell her and my face gets hot just remembering the way he just begged me for that. I know I shouldn't do it and it won't even feel good for me, but... what if? No! Definitely not, right? No!

"My God, I knew I had to come save you," she mutters and shakes her head, looking at my face, "Your lips are red and swollen. The bottom one is bleeding... maybe that’s why he wanted more?”

"Oh, yeah?" I ask, bringing a hand to my mouth. My heart starts pounding, "He bit me.”

"Is he a good kisser?" She asks with wide eyes. I can't even answer that question, I just turn to her and give her an obvious look.

Lisa lets out a laugh and that makes me laugh too. At that moment someone comes up behind me and pushes me. It's Laurent.

"Stop blocking the damn entrance," he complains and everything in me gets hot with embarrassment because he was listening to our talk. God, I really need to stop with these feelings.

{ Laurent }

For the rest of the week things at school continue to be very tense. I still can't go more than two minutes without thinking about King's lips or the taste of that tiny drop of blood I got to have. Everyone either thinks we fücked and are way too invested in our 'secret relationship' or they think I did something wrong and are siding with King. They think I'm a jerk. Of course they don't dare say it to my face, but I can feel it.

And then there's David. Still present and acting worse than before.

He waits for King outside the classroom every day like a watchdog. Like a bodyguard. What the fück does he think he's doing? Who does he think he is?

And why is Kingsley letting that guy touch him all the time? Every time they are close David has his hand somewhere on Kingsley and he just lets him.

I tell myself that it doesn't matter, that I don't really care... but my wolf absolutely cares. He's not happy at all.

Especially when on Tuesday and Thursday Kingsley disappears from the cafeteria next to David like he used to do with my wolf. That hurts more than anything and makes me hate him even more.

Kingsley is like that, a damn inconsiderate selfish guy who only seeks out my wolf when he feels like it and then dismisses him like he's trash. He has never cared about my wolf as much as my wolf cares about him. I think that is cruel. My wolf really loves him and Kingsley is just a fücking traitorous rat who kisses everyone like a whöre.

And I can’t take it anymore. I mean, my wolf can't take it. He can't deal with it. Kingsley spending time with another alpha just isn't right, especially now that I know he's kissed someone who isn't me. An alpha who isn't me.

That's why as soon as they leave the cafeteria together today I get up and follow them.

"Where are you going?" Alex asks, but I don't answer. I just follow Kingsley and David out.

This stops now.