Dominant Enemies… and mates

Safety Net

{ Kingsley }

[ 16 years old ]

Today I decided to walk to school instead of waiting for my mom or Lisa. I like to walk under the sun and take some time to be alone and listen to music.

Today is the first day of school after summer break and I have been these six months in Thailand, breathing fresh air, enjoying the heat and most importantly, loving my time away from Laurent.

Unfortunately that comes to an end when I turn to the side to see the car that’s driving slowly beside me and I realize that is Laurent's car. The car that he’s been driving everywhere these past two days since I got back as if he’s waiting for me to notice it. Lame.

He's seventeen now and he just got a new car. So cool. He’s always the coolest, the biggest, the strongest. He doesn't offer me a ride, obviously not, he just drives at my pace.

I think he just wants to annoy me for a while, but actually he does that all the fücking way until we get to school. He's so unbearable.

I hate him.

As soon as I get to school I run inside to hide from him. I run into the neutral bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.

I cut my hair this summer, now the back of my neck is bare and my hair is only long at the top. My mom also took me to a salon to get some highlights done so my hair isn't super white, now it has some warm colors in it too. I think I look good.

Also, my face got a little fuller and my body looks... softer, reiterating my future designation even more. And I like the way I look. I really think I won't feel horrible this year.

I wait until it's a little late to get into my classroom, but my luck is so fücking bad that the only seat available is next to Laurent.

Oh my god.

Oh my freaking god. Laurent is... so big. He’s even bigger than last year, the last time I saw him. Holy shït. Now I see why no one wanted to sit next to him. Laurent is now the size of an older alpha. His face doesn't look as soft as before, his jaw is more angular and I can see some hair on his cheeks. His eyebrows are bushier and overall he looks like a man now.

A grown ass man, not a seventeen year old boy. I have no idea how the fück he changed so much in six f*****g months.

Why is everyone being so mean to me?!

Everybody gets along with Laurie except for me! If he's going to hurt anyone with his giant paws, it's going to be me!

More than ever, I need to keep my mouth shut and not push him. I need us both to ignore each other, for my safety.

I didn't grow at all, I'm still just as small and weak as I was last year and I know that if Laurie continues to be physical with me I’m going to die. Literally. He could literally kill me now.

This year everyone will start guessing what their designations are. Some people’s designations are obvious, like Laurent’s or his twin cousins’ who are just as tall as he is, or me and my friend Lisa, both curvy and small, clearly omegas.

I walk on shaky legs over to Laurent and sit down next to him. My whole skin feels like it's hot and on high alert, like it’s waiting to be touched so it can start a fire. I can feel him looking at me, but I just pull out my tablet and try to act normal, like he’s just another classmate.

The class starts and Laurent keeps looking at me every three seconds. I can feel it in my bones, it’s literally making me sweat. When it becomes too much for me, I look up just to see if he's really looking at me or if I'm delirious, but he is. Laurent gets startled when I meet his eyes and frowns as if he's annoyed with me, then turns his gaze away.

I realize then that I need protection. Laurent could seriously hurt me now. And I know him well, so I'm sure he'll try to hurt me and then say it was an accident… unless I have protection.

When it's time to go out for lunch, I leave the classroom quickly. Fortunately Lisa is waiting for me at the door around our group of friends and some of her own friends. Two of them are alphas which is interesting and maybe just what I need.

We walk to the cafeteria all together and while we’re eating, my eyes fall on one of the alpha guys. David. He looks big and strong but he's pretty nice too. Big smile, kind eyes, good scent.

Maybe I can ask him for his protection?

"Hey, David, can I talk to you?" I ask when we finish eating. He nods without a second thought and follows me as I get up from the table, "How was your summer?"

"Oh, it was fun," he answers easily, leaning against the wall next to me. I know Laurent is sitting at one of the tables and that he might see me talking to David near the door. I hope he does, "We went to Toronto. There are a lot of wolves in the city."

"Really? Sounds great," I reply, daring to move a little closer and lifting a hand to touch his unbuttoned shirt. I play with one of the buttons as he looks at me trying to figure out what's going on, "I went to Ko Samui, like every summer. It's an island in Thailand."

"Oh, shït. That's cooler than Toronto," he blurts out and then lifts a hand to touch my nose lightly, "Is that why you're so tan?"

"Yeah, I was out and in the water most of the time," I reply and look at him trying to be seductive. I know I don't have a designation yet, but I'm trying to get my inner omega out right now. It's necessary for survival, "You want to know something funny? There's a part of the island where everyone walks around naked."

That's not true. I'm just trying to be sexy. And David's eyes widen, I can immediately smell a hint of interest.

"You went there?"

"Only once. I didn't feel very safe around humans, so I didn't go back," I lie again. David looks down at my body. That's the moment I feel an elbow on my back, "Ouch!"

"Hey! Be careful," David complains, grabbing me by the waist to pull me away from the elbow’s owner and by consequence, closer to him.

"Sorry, I got distracted by what Kingsley was saying. He was selling his body in Thailand, right?" he asks loudly, for basically the whole school to hear. My stomach clenches with embarrassment as I feel the attention on us.

"That's not what he was saying and you know it," David defends me, fearlessly. Of course not, he’s almost as big as Laurent and he's eighteen, already a mature alpha, unlike him, "Stop trying to cause trouble, just leave."

"Or what?" he asks, taking a step towards David, not looking intimidated one bit.

"Or I'll tell your dad you're a fücking bully. A borderline abuser," he blurts out, making Laurent frown. I’m surprised too, actually, “I go to the security department almost every day with my dad, Daniel is always nice to me. I wonder how he'll feel when he finds out how you act at school. With King.”

Oh, his father knows. His whole family knows, they don’t give a fück, they just keep helping him get out of trouble.

"I'm not a bully, dude. What, I can't say jokes now? Kingsley knows i’m just playing," he says and tries to punch my arm like it's a game and we're actually friends or something, but I just squeeze tighter to David, hiding in his chest and looking up at Laurie as my new friend squeezes me, protecting me just like I wanted.

"No. Not really. Don't touch me."

I can see Laurent's sweet face morphing at my words. It becomes just as ugly as he is on the inside, before he takes two steps back.

"Fine. I don't want to touch a whöre anyway. Especially not a fat, ugly one." He spits out loud before walking out of the cafeteria with tense shoulders. His two twin cousins come out behind him, looking confused. One of them even gives me a completely apologetic look.

The rest of the school just stares at me. Some laugh, others mutter under their breath. I've never felt this humiliated before. He’s always been mean, but never this publicly.

I turn away from David and walk to leave the cafeteria, but someone stops me in the hallway before I can run away. It's David.

As soon as I see his pitiful face, my eyes fill with tears, but I force myself not to cry.

"Don't listen to him, King," David says with a grimace, reaching over to wipe away my tears, "We all know you're obviously not a whöre, and you're not ugly or whatever else he said. He's just mean."

"Thank you for defending me," I say in a whisper, "I'm really scared of him. Laurent hates me and I don't even know why. I'm afraid that... That he'll do something to me."

"I won't let him do anything to you, King. I promise you that." he says, undoing a knot of worry in my stomach.

This was what I wanted.

{ Laurent }

[ 17 years old ]

I arrive at the twins' house, but they don't get out of the car. I sigh and turn to them. I know they want to say something.

"What was that at the cafeteria?" Rio blurts out, speaking for the first time since we got in the car. They've been looking at me like that since the incident.

And all day, I haven't stopped thinking about it. My stomach clenches again, my wolf pushing inside me. He’s really mad at me.

"It got out of hand, I just wanted to piss King off," I reply, trying to sound like I don't care.

"Man, you called him a fat and ugly whöre? What kind of bullshit comment is that? That’s crazy. Seriously, I think you need therapy," Alex blurts out, sounding completely disgusted with me.

I'm disgusted with myself too. I've never said something that ugly before. I just knew it would hurt.

"I was out of line, I know," I mutter, swallowing to undo the lump in my throat, "It won't happen again. This year I'm going to ignore him and not let him bother me anymore."

Rio next to me grimaces but shakes his head and gets out of my car, Alex too.

Once I'm alone, I let out all the air and deflate. Fück, this day has been horrible.

Kingsley cut his hair and did something to change the color. I don't like that, I liked it the way it was before. And seeing him again after so much time made me confront things I managed to identify this summer. For example, that I'm attracted to him.

Kingsley as a person? I don't like that.

He's spoiled, mischievous and doesn’t care about anyone but himself and what he wants. He demands things from me, treating me like shït when he wants me to disappear and let my wolf out, but then he acts like the victim with other people, making me look like an aggressor. He is manipulative and toxic. But I can no longer deny the fact that for a couple of years now I’ve started looking at his body in a different way.

In a way that makes me lock myself in my room to jerk off until my dïck hurts and I have to force myself to stop.

I used to do that every day after coming home from school, after watching him all day. But when summer break came and the Seong family left the clan like every summer, I started to panic.

Suddenly, without being able to look at him every day, my dïck stopped working and no matter how much I looked for pörn, that only served to make me feel sick and disgusted. I don’t like other man, I don’t even like women all that much. I just like Kingsley.

But the Kingsley of my imagination wasn't enough for me.

So I started doing something that fills me with shame and that I will never tell anyone, not even if they’re trying to waterboard the information out of me.

I started drawing Kingsley.

At first it started out innocent, just that annoying little ïdiot in his seat next to me, or walking in the aisle. But when I realized it was working again, I started letting my imagination run wild.

Now I have a lot of my own porn and I'm aware of how horrible it is, but I can't stop now. That's why I hate that King changed his hair, now I'll have to draw new stuff.

I sigh and start the car to go home.

When I get in, my dad and sister are waiting for me, arms crossed in annoyance. Oh, no. Did they hear about what happened at school or...?

"You forgot your sister!" My dad complains and my mouth drops open in shock as Diory scowls and throws herself on the couch, angrily, "The rule was that you would drive your sister back and forth, you forgot? She had to walk home all on her own!"

I don't mention that I've walked to and from school on my own for years, I just sit next to my sister and try to hug her.

"I'm sorry, I totally forgot," I admit, as my dad tries to burn me with his eyes, I force my sister to hug me, "Flea, I'm so sorry. I'll take you out for ice cream later, how about that?"

Immediately my sister stops being so tense and allows me to hug her for a second.

"Okay, that's enough hugging. Let go of me," she complains the next second as if she's disgusted to be so close to me, "I'm going to go take a bath because someone made me sweat."

"I'll just let this go because it's the first day," my dad mumbles as Diory walks up the stairs, getting rid of his anger and opening his arms for me to hug him. I get up from the couch that second and take my dad in my arms. He’s smaller than me now, "How was your day, baby?"

"Great," I blurt out, but the lie is too obvious and my dad squints his eyes, "Well, it was mostly great, but then... Kingsley..."

"Get over him, Laurie," Diory complains stopping halfway up the stairs, rolling her blue eyes at me, "Kingsley will never like you back, he’s way out of your league."

“Diory,” my dad warns.

"Shut your mouth," I groan, my chest tightening, "I don't like him. He's my arch nemesis. Right, dad?"

"I don't even know anymore," he complains, throwing up his hands and walking to the dining room to get out the food he ordered for us today, "Every year it gets more suspicious that you hate him so much. Everything between you guys has always been suspicious."

Diory laughs at that but I can't answer anything to defend myself because my father walks into the house at that moment, taking off his work cap and shaking out his hair, which is starting to turn gray. Diory doesn't waste a second before walking over to our father and jumping onto his body like a spider monkey.

"Hey, my baby girl," he greets her, tightening his arms around her and kissing her hair before letting her go. This time she actually goes upstairs.

"Hey, husband. Look at what I prepared for our beautiful family this afternoon," my dad lies as my father reaches over to scent my head and then walks to pull him for a deep kiss.

"You didn't even try to hide the containers this time, love," he mentions with a laugh.

"You got home too early, I didn't have time," he says without sounding like he's sorry, "We have a dilemma. Do you think Laurie is still in love with Kingsley?"

Still?

"Oh, for God's sake!" I groan out loud, upset. I don't like the way they laugh at me, but I walk to the table anyway because I'm starving.

I left most of my lunch at the table when I saw Kingsley all over that ässhole earlier.

God, he makes me so angry. I can’t believe these people think I’m in love with him or something.