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  Singto "Where is he?" Everyone inside the classroom bowed their head in submission. Singto's strong pheromones render each student and faculty members around him helpless. When no one answered, Singto stalked towards one of Krist's friend and grabbed his hair to raise his head. The vampire named 'Prem' glared at him with murderous intent but remained powerless. With a deadly tone, Singto asked again; "Where is N'Krist?" The vampire tried to struggle under his hold to no avail. Losing his temper, Singto growled and kneed the vampire on the stomach. Singto was about to land another blow on the impertinent creature when a loud voice stopped him. "What do you think you are doing to Ai'Prem?!" From the hunching vampire, Singto transferred his attention to another friend of Krist. This time, the alpha is the muscular one who hangs out with the omega. He remembers this one quite well since his little turtle mentioned that Knott is his be

  Godt "Oh my G! He is so hot! And his scent. . . I -I want him!" "Where is he from?" "I want his babies!" "Those muscles are. . . " Not so hushed comments about the hottest alpha in school filled the corridors as Godt passes through them along with His Highness' guards and Singto: the man of the hour- the topic of the whole student body. If he has his way, Godt wouldn't be seen anywhere near his Highness at the moment since his pheromones are overpowering his but he has no choice. The dominant alpha ordered him to assist in the plan to infiltrate this specific school which he was not able to decline. Why would he say no when his Bas is in this school? Still, his hopes to be with his mate all the time while he is at the said university seems to be just wishful thinking because the task he has entails him to always be with His Highness. "Kimmon, do you know that omega who left the table yesterday? That boy who said that he has to go b

  Krist Staring into space, the omega sitting on a high chair next to his mate didn't notice that most of the people with him in the room are looking at him once in a while. Krist, who happens to be thinking back of what transpired the night before, doesn't give a damn what the meeting he is in at the moment all about. He simply wants to get things done and over with. In fact, he just wants to be with his mate alone. Again. I should've thrown everything out the window and let my body get what it needs! The omega outwardly pouted. He can only blame himself for the lack of action last night. If only his mate is not as gentlemanly as he is, his physical— no sexual needs would have been fulfilled already. This is not P'Singto's fault. . . I mean, who in his right mind would ask his mate to stop in the middle of a heated moment in bed? Aaarrrggghhh! Why did I have to say that we should spend more time together before doing the 'did'?! Sexually frustrated coupled