Chapter 13: Chapter 13: The Video

∆§∆ TYSON'S POV ∆§∆

I stood outside the bathroom door with my back pressed to the wall, her scent still slipping out regardless of the floral perfume, it hit me low in the gut every time, making my cock twitch and swell against the front of my pants.

Fuck. She was soaked. Smelling her alone was pushing my wolf hard against my control.

My wolf paced inside my chest, scraping and demanding I kick the door open and bury my face between her legs.

I crossed my arms tighter, muscles straining, and fought it back. Humans didn’t go into heat, never, but Lunara had done it now.

She had to be the first in history to do this. She doesn't have a wolf so how come? Or could it be Zeke's touch that might have set her off?

A group of three girls turned the corner, laughing about the combat drill between Zeke and Lunara, instantly irritating me.

“Bathroom’s closed,” I said before they reached me.

One slowed down, tilting her head. “But we need to use it real quick. Class is still going.”

“Main entrance,” I answered, not hiding my displeasure, “use that one.”

They looked at each other, the middle girl wrinkled her nose. “Is someone in there? It smells…”

“Closed,” I cut in, letting my eyes flash gold for half a second, “walk.”

The three of them backed up fast and turned around.

I stayed exactly where I was, my cock had grown thicker, pressing hard against my zipper, every slow breath pulled more of Lunara’s heat into my lungs, I could picture her inside right now, back against the tile, skirt shoved up, fuck, I shook my head trying to drive out the images.

Two pure-blood males came down the hall next, one already had his hand on his belt, but his eyes flicked toward the door with too much interest, his nostrils flaring.

They weren’t here to piss, they sensed her heat and wanted a closer look, and worse, a taste.

“Cardinal Tyson, is this bathroom open?” the taller one asked.

“Out of order,” I said.

He stopped, eyes narrowing. “Come on, I’ve been holding it for forty minutes, just let me…”

“No,” I didn’t move my arms, “main entrance, keep walking.”

The shorter one laughed once, but his gaze kept drifting to the door. “You serious? It’s right here.”

I stepped forward once, my shoulders squared, “touch the door and I’ll make sure you spend the rest of the day explaining to the Dean why you ignored a Cardinal, now move.”

Both of them shut their mouths and turned without another word, but I saw the frustration in their shoulders, they had wanted her, not the toilet.

When her scent wafted towards me again, I began chanting in my head, I shouldn't go in, I shouldn't go in, because if I did, my wolf and my body would make a mistake I wouldn’t be able to clean off later.

Wait a second. Did my wolf actually stir? For a human with no wolf? No. That was impossible.

Cardinals were meant for the Alpha Queen, the moon goddess had already predetermined our mate. We couldn’t be attracted to anyone, especially not a human.

But there I was, outside the bathroom, unable to leave her behind, and the worst part was that I was hard for her and Loxax was claiming her.

The door opened.

My heart stopped beating as Lunara stumbled out, her hair messy, her uniform wrinkled, her face flushed red.

Shit. This was bad. She shouldn't be out here. Anyone could smell her, and I certainly couldn't hold Loxax for long.

Still, I moved toward her. "Lunara, you need to go back…"

She looked up, her eyes glassy and unfocused, her face flushed like she was burning up.

She lunged at me, grabbing my shirt and trying to pull me closer, but she was unstable, I caught her before she fell.

"Whoa, hey, it's okay…"

She pressed against me, her hands pulling at her uniform.

"Hot," she whispered, "everything's so hot."

"I know, but you need to go back inside, your roommates…"

Her lips landed on mine. I froze, unable to react or think.

Her kiss was soft, messy, and needy. Loxax roared to life, wanting and demanding more.

I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back gently. "Lunara, stop, you don't want this, it's the heat…"

"Please," she whimpered, pressing against me again, her hips grinding against me.

It didn't help that for physical training class, girls wore shorter skirts with thin leggings under, so nothing restricted movement during class.

Because of that, I felt everything, every curve, every movement, and my already hungry body responded.

"Stop," I hissed through gritted teeth, "you need to stop."

But she didn't.

She kissed me again, deeper this time, her hands threading into my hair to keep me in place, her tongue pressing against my lips, asking me to open.

I tried to push her away again, but she was strong and determined.

Her hips rocked against me again and again, the friction pure torture.

"Lunara, please…"

She moaned against my lips, soft and broken, then her whole body tensed.

She pulled back just enough to bite my neck, and I felt her shudder in my arms, her release hitting my nose as her body went limp.

For minutes, I stood there, breathing hard. What just happened?

I looked around quickly. The hall was empty now, no one was around, it seemed the class had ended.

Thank the moon goddess.

I thought about carrying her to her hostel, but I saw students still moving about.

I couldn't take her like this and I couldn't leave her either, so I sat on the floor and held her against my chest, waiting.

Waiting for the sun to set, when everyone would be at dinner. My body screamed at me, needing release, but I ignored it.

She was vulnerable, out of control, and I wouldn’t take advantage, even if every part of me wanted to.

Hours passed. The sun finally set and the campus went quiet, it became dark enough.

I stood up carefully, she was still unconscious, so I took off my jacket and covered her face with it so no one would recognize her.

I carried her across campus, each step was agony, my body still hard and aching, but I kept walking.

I finally got to Room 447 and knocked, the door flew open immediately.

All four roommates stood there, staring.

"What happened?" The one who had introduced herself as Jade earlier, demanded. "Why is she unconscious? You promised not to do anything to her.”

"I didn't do anything to her, she is still in heat," I said quietly, "she came outside on her own and passed out, so I brought her back.”

I didn't go into details. "Oh my god," a curly-haired girl gasped.

"Do you have heat pills?" I asked.

They looked at each other.

"We don't," another said, "we're not wolves, we don't need them."

I cursed under my breath. "Someone needs to go to the infirmary building now, get heat suppressants."

Jade grabbed her jacket. "I'll go."

"Fast," I said.

She ran out.

I carried Lunara to the bed that smelled like her and laid her down gently, her roommates gathered around, worried.

"Why is she in heat?" Another girl who looked like the third girl who spoke, asked. "She's human."

"I don't know," I admitted, "but she is."

Fifteen minutes later, Jade returned with a small bottle.

"Heat suppressant pills," she said.

I opened it and took one pill, Lunara was still unconscious, her mouth closed, there was only one way.

I put the pill in my mouth, leaned down, pressed my lips to hers, and pushed it into her mouth with my tongue, holding her jaw until she swallowed.

When I pulled back, all four roommates stared at me.

"That was the only way," I said quietly.

No one spoke.

I waited, watching her breathe.

After a few minutes, her breathing evened out, and the flush faded from her cheeks.

The heat was suppressed.

I stood up. "Take care of her."

"Wait," the curly one said, "thank you, for bringing her back and protecting her."

I nodded once and left.

I walked back to my dorm in a daze, my body still aching, my roommates were in the common area when I entered.

Roman looked up. "Where were you?"

"Out," I said.

"For six hours?"

"Yeah."

Blaze studied me. "You smell like…"

"Don't," I cut him off, "just don't."

I went straight to my room, locked the door, and went to the bathroom.

I turned on the shower and stood under the cold water with my clothes on, but it didn’t help.

I could still feel her, taste her, smell her.

My hand moved down my length, I couldn't stop it.

I thought about her face, her voice, the way she moved against me.

It didn’t take long, my release hit me hard, and I braced against the wall, breathing heavy.

Afterwards, I felt empty, and guilty.

What was I doing?

She was human, off limits, I was a Cardinal, bound to the Alpha Queen, this couldn’t happen again.

I turned off the water, got dressed, and stepped out, but Blaze’s scream had me running to the common area.

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

All three of them stood around Blaze’s phone, staring.

"What the hell was that man?" I demanded.

Blaze turned the phone toward me and my blood went cold. It was a video of Lunara and me in the hallway.

The angle made it look like she was throwing herself at me, my voice repeating “stop” in the background.

The caption read: “Cardinal Tyson and the human girl caught on camera.” with ten thousand views already.

“That whore!” Zeke snapped. “She’s trying to trap a Cardinal!”

Roman said nothing. He just stared at me. I couldn’t move. Someone had filmed us even after my thoroughness.

And now, tomorrow was going to be a nightmare. For both of us..