Chapter 4 A good scent

********************Nero POV***************

After stepping on the brake pedal, I pushed the driver's door open and rushed out of the car.

Then I headed over to the back door, opened it, and then reached into the backseat for Blake. When my hand touched her skin, my eyes widened with panic glowing in them because she was burning up.

Once I had lifted Blake from the car seat, I tightened my grip on her arms and legs before racing with her into my house.

A few minutes later, I got into my room with Blake and carried her to the bed, resting her on the mattress.

Her clothes were messy with bloodstains, and I noticed that she was in a lot of pain from the look of distress on her face.

But there was nothing that I could do for her since she begged me when I was carrying her out of the class not to take her home or to the hospital.

So here I was with a student of mine in my bedroom, on my mistress, and taking such a bold risk for someone who I shouldn't be messing with at such a critical time.

An intense growl suddenly echoed from outside of my room, and picking up Jason's scent, I headed out the door and opened it before walking to my closet.

"You shifted," I mumbled, looking back at a gray wolf entering my room.

Then I screwed my face into a frown as Jason started shifting into a human while he growled out the pain of the transformation.

A moment later, I was staring at his bare body, and I sighed out my frustration before tossing a shirt and pants to him.

"I smelled blood and thought something happened to you," Jason replied, sounding a bit angry as he got dressed.

"Why would you think that? Don't you know my scent?" I mumbled, slamming my closet close.

"I know. But I'm trying to adjust to this new territory! You know how dangerous it is for us to be here of all places. But you suddenly made us pack up and come anyway!"

"I told you to stay back with the pack!"

Even though I felt bad for deceiving Jason, I know if he knew the truth about why I decided to move here, he will bug me to stop and go back home.

That's why, for now, all he knows is that I needed a fresh start, away from running the companies and taking care of the pack, but mostly for me to get away from all the bloodshed.

"You are so unbelievable. What beta would I be if I abandon my alpha?!" Jason argued.

"Then stop complaining about the move!" I told him.

It fell silent between us for a moment. Then Jason asked, "Why does your room smell of blood?"

"Because of her?" I replied, staring at the sweat dripping down Blake's face and how tightly her tender fingers had grabbed onto my sheets.

After looking at Blake for a moment, Jason glared back at me and asked with a frown, "Who is she?"

"Well..."

"Nero, who is she!"

For a moment, I kept silent, knowing that he wasn't going to like my next words. Then I faced him and said, "Loki Hayes's daughter!"

"Nero, please tell me you didn't just bring home the alpha of the Dark moonlight pack into your home!" Jason firmly uttered, looking at me in disbelief.

"Okay, I won't tell you then."

"Nero! Why would you help a girl like her when you clearly kno..."

Frowning, my eyes grew cold as I firmly said, "Watch your tongue, Jason! I'm your Alpha first and your friend last."

"Sorry, alpha. But I don't think you should be messing with Loki's daughter, especially if you want that fresh start that you came here for." Jason said, coldly eyeing Blake.

" I know. But something happened in the classroom, and for some reason, I couldn't resist helping her."

"What happened?"

"S-he, sh..ee..."

There was a brief pause, and then I sighed, taking a long look at Blake before mumbling, "Nothing,"

"Nero," Jason mumbled with a touch of concern in his eyes.

"As you can see, I'm fine so you can leave now."

"Okay,"

When my beta turned to walk away, I looked at his back and said, "Jason, once you leave the house tonight, don't return until tomorrow."

For a while, Jason hesitated before walking to the door. Then he stared at Blake for a moment and left the room, quietly closing the door behind him.

It was just me and her in the room again, and even though I didn't know what to expect, I knew that Blake was not like us.

I have heard that Loki has a hybrid who's wolfless. But I know what I saw in that class, and it was nothing short of extraordinary. Blake could be a lot of things. But being wolfless is not a part of it.

When Blake suddenly let out a moan, I walked over to the bed and sat beside her, watching her heal just like any other werewolf out there, even more, faster than them.

Within a couple of seconds, her face was without a wound or scar, and I felt nothing short of amazed by that.

After watching Blake for a while, I felt thirsty, so I stood to leave, but I suddenly felt a hand grab onto my wrist, so I stopped and gazed down at her.

"Mr. Fang," Blake mumbled, slowly raising her lashes.

"What is it?" I asked, even though I could tell from her wet eyes and the needy look on her face what she wanted.

"I am hot,"

"I know."

It wasn't strange to me that she would say those words because she had all the signs of an omega about to go in heat. It was no wonder she slept through my entire class. It must have been the effect of the preheat.

"My body feels weird," Blake moaned as her hand tightened around my waist.

Realizing that her irises had shifted into a hazel color of red and yellow as they did back in the classroom, I felt a bit uneasy.

In that instant, Blake began releasing two opposite pheromones, and it was exactly like the scent that I picked up from her back in the classroom.

In less than a minute, my room became full of Blake's pheromones, and even though I was striving to restrain my wolf from reacting to her scent, her pheromones were rising and becoming powerful by the second.

She was making me lose control of my wolf slowly. After a couple of minutes had passed, I suddenly realized that another aroma was mixed with hers and that it was mine. My scent wasn't masked anymore.

"There's a good smell...coming from you, professor Fang," Blake moaned out, fastening her grip on my hand as I tried to pull away from her.

"I'm not your alpha, Blake! You need to let go of my wrist because I'm going to lose myself within a matter of seconds if I stay here, and it wouldn't be good for either of us." I mumbled, pulling her fingers off my hand.

But Blake immediately grabbed my other wrist and softly sobbed, "Help me please!"

Although she was in her first omega heat, yet, she was releasing alpha pheromones too and was making it tricky to resist her.

Before I could realize what was going on, Blake suddenly yanked me down to the bed, pinpointing me against the mattress and lacking both my wrists in her grips.

Then she leaned toward my neck and bit into it before slowly licking against my neck, causing me to growl out loud.

Her tongue against my skin felt ticklish, and I strived not to react to the excitement I felt from that.

"Wait, Blake! Get off me!" I mumbled, feeling a bit dizzy from her bite.

"But your scent is so addictive, and you taste so delicious. I don't think I can stop." Blake mumbled, staring at me.

Gazing into her eyes, I realized that I wanted this, I wanted her, and I didn't know if I could restrain myself anymore.

'Just what is this?' I thought as I stared into her eyes.