There was a cold draft coming into Cassie's room, she and Sam were wrapped in fluffy blankets with steaming mugs of hot chocolate cupped in their hands. They had barely spoken since Sam had stumbled out of Markus' room and after a few tentative sips, Cassie couldn't hold herself back any more.

"Was it bad?" She whispered. Sam just shrugged,

"Not the worst I've ever taken so it probably didn't leave a mark" he was acting a little shady but Cassie just looked away.

"Was it a spanking?" She knew it sometimes varied but spankings were the most common.

"Yeah"

"You were in there for 40 minutes, your butt must be raw" She was trying to not sound too suspicious, but she certainly felt it - usually he cried pretty bad when he was spanked but lately when he came out he rarely had tear tracks running down his cheeks.

"It was just a light one, he also gave me one of his lectures..." Sam trailed off, refusing to meet her eyes. She figured he must be embarrassed, she knew she was when they talked about her spanking... it had been humiliating - even if they were friends. She knew how long his lectures could go on for and she accepted the excuse without thinking too much. She wanted to change the subject quickly.

"So, did you get any notes down for the lesson I missed?"

"Of course!" He slid his backpack towards him and up onto the bed before pulling out his notepad. "Here" he opened it to the right page and handed it over. Cassie groaned,

"Why is your handwriting so perfect?! It's so swirly and pretty..." She grumbled but Sam just laughed at her. She took out her phone and snapped a picture of the notes, she couldn't be bothered to copy them now but she did have a glance at what they had covered.

Class Rules

~ No Running

~ No Shouting over each other / Interrupting

~ No Eating / Drinking

~ No Name calling

~ No lateness

"That's a lot of 'No's" Cassie murmured to herself. Underneath was a diagram of the different types of wolves and the hierarchy, Alpha Doms at the top and Omega Subs at the bottom. Under that were more bullet points, showing all the topics they would be covering for that term. And finally there was a small paragraph titled 'My ideal mate'.

My ideal mate would be someone strong and tall because I like people who are strong and tall. I am not strong or tall so that's what I would like in a mate.

"That's all you wrote for your ideal mate?" She gave him a weird look, squinting her eyes like she was trying to see inside his head. Sam just shrugged and looked away, "What about being sweet and loving? Or anything to do with personality? You've only put physical reasons - I had no idea you were so shallow!" She laughed at him and he just shrugged again, "And your reasons are rubbish too! Wouldn't you want a strong mate so they would protect you? Or a tall mate so they can help you reach things?"

"I don't need someone to do those things for me" He muttered, Cassie stared at him for a moment - Was he really annoyed or was he pretending? Sam snatched back the pad and shoved it in his bag.

"Look, I'm sorry Sam... I guess you're just more easily pleased than me" She winked and finished her hot chocolate in one gulp. "Oh shit! That was hotter than I thought it was going to be!" She fanned her mouth while Sam just chuckled at her.

"C'mon, I've got chores to do - Talk to me while I do them?"

"Sure" She smiled, she wished she was allowed to help him but Markus was always checking on him. You'd think he was defusing a bomb rather than mopping a floor the way Markus hung around and stared at him. What a weirdo...

~

Markus stood in the hot shower and let the water beat down on his muscular shoulders. He needed to get a grip on his feelings. That omega was going to be the death of him one day...

It started with a sweet smell, the morning of his 16th birthday he could smell a gorgeous sweet scent. It called to him and his wolf went nuts for it. He followed it through the house until he arrived outside the omega's room, slowly pushing the creaky door open and slipping inside, shutting the door behind him. When he turned to look at the omega he felt his heart stop in his chest. He will always remember that moment. Lying tangled in the sheets was the omega, but suddenly Markus didn't just see a weak, useless wolf, he saw a chocolate-haired beauty. Luminescent soft skin and a tiny doll-like body with thin limbs and a tiny waist, his pj top riding up to show his flat stomach and hip bones jutting out. Long full lashes fanned out onto his cheeks where the lightest sprinkling of freckles lay, barely noticeable even up close but now Markus could count every one.

The alpha struggled to breath as he stepped towards the boy, sitting beside him on the bed. He gently swept the fine strands of hair from the brunette's forehead. He didn't know what came over him but he found himself placing the lightest kiss upon the skin he just unveiled, as he pulled back he let the hairs fall back where they were and snuck out of the room. He knew then exactly who his mate was, and that he could never tell anyone.

He made a vow to himself to stay away, but the longer he kept it up the more his wolf would howl inside his head and keep him up at night with dreams of marking that pearl white skin, or mating with the boy, hearing him moan Markus' name. It was only a few months before he snapped and started making up excuses to punish the omega, dragging him away to a secluded part of the pack house.

Sometimes he would actually punish him, even that felt good. Any contact felt good and he just couldn't seem to hold himself back, but it was getting even worse the longer he avoided actually marking him. Markus slammed his fist into the white tiles of the shower, cracking four in one go. He hated how much of a hold this pathetic omega had on him. He hated how much he wanted him, how much he wanted to bite down into the crook of his neck and mark him for all to see, no one would come near him again - you don't fuck with the alpha's mate. But everyone knowing would also bring the humiliation of having to admit his mate was an omega. Omega's are weak and small and he would never hear the end of it from his friends if they found out.

Especially because of the way he took the piss out of them. Markus loved to joke around and make fun of his friends and he could usually take it back at him too, he didn't mind them making a joke about him because he didn't have any real weaknesses - but this would be too much if they knew... they would have a field day.

Markus hated feeling weak, he was an alpha and all alphas refused to be submissive or weak. But the omega made him feel like he had no willpower whatsoever. Just one of those wide eyed looks could send shivers up his spine... It was so hard to focus just being in the same room and he often found his eyes drifting over to him, raking over his perfect porcelain skin... Imagining all the filthy things he wanted to do with that tiny body...

He twisted the shower handle for a quick blast of cold water, he didn't need to be getting hot and bothered thinking about the stupid omega again. It was bad enough he had lost control earlier, but the moment the omega's skin touched his when they collided - He couldn't hold himself back. The kid was a good cock-sucker though, he'd give him that... The alpha smirked as he stepped through the glass doors and into his private bathroom. Most of the wolves in the pack had to share bathrooms with at least 5 other people but being the next alpha he got his own, and it was huge. He wrapped a plush towel loosely around his hips and ran a hand through his soaking hair before padding through to his bedroom.

He glanced at his bed and sighed, groaning at the sight of the stains from when he was giving the omega his 'punishment'. At least it would be the omega changing the sheets... But he had better make sure he did it by this evening, Markus didn't want to be sleeping in his own cum. With another sigh he stomped over to his desk and rifled through his bag, deciding to read over some of his scrawled notes while he let himself air dry.

~

A few hours later there was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in" Markus barked, he already knew who it was, that sweet smell seeping through the cracks around the door and causing his wolf to howl with happiness and excitement inside him. The door cracked open,

"I'm sorry sir, is this a bad time to change your sheets?" The omega whispered, clinging to the door like a frightened child.

"Go ahead, I need to go stretch my legs anyway" Markus grumbled, acting as usual as though the omega had annoyed him. It was his natural defence to keep the small wolf at bay, so he didn't succumb to his embarrassing desires. He stood from his desk, now fully clothed in baggy jeans and a long black tank top, showing off his huge arms. As he passed the omega he had to hold his breath but he made it out and decided to go for a run in wolf form. He was soon stripped and was racing outside on four legs, his wolf over excited having been kept locked away all day.

Sam watched the alpha leave out of the corner of his eye as he made his way to the king sized bed, once his intoxicating heavy scent had drifted away the brunette began to strip the sheets, duvet and pillows. He made a large pile next to the bed of all the dirty sheets and scooped them up to take back down to the laundry room. Once he had returned with new sheets he started the process again but in reverse, it was halfway through the third pillow that Sam noticed the notepad open on Markus' desk, and at the top he could see the same notes he took down for the class rules of their DSH Ed class.

He tried to keep his mind on the task at hand but couldn't help thinking about the last piece of work they were given, 'My ideal mate'. Some people wrote a full page but Sam could barely write a few sentences. Strong and tall would be a child's description of Markus, that's all there was to him at first glance and the omega didn't want to make it obvious who he was writing about. When it came to the reasons, he just couldn't bring himself to write the kind of things Cassie said. It hurt too much to think about an ideal mate he would never have - Markus would never use his strength to protect Sam and he wouldn't help him reach anything either, that was usually his favourite way of teasing the omega - to hold something out of his reach. He was so curious about what Markus might of written for his ideal mate... But he wondered if it would end up hurting him more to look. If he described a mate that was he complete opposite of him it would break his heart even more.

After twenty minutes of debating with himself and finally finishing arranging the alpha's bed, he decided it was worth looking - he would always regret it otherwise. He crept over to the desk, looking left and right like a cartoon character about to do something naughty, before he let his eyes drift over the page.

My Ideal Mate

A few sentences with a line through them were just beneath the title, Sam could just about make out the words:

My ideal mate would be someone small and cute with big ey-

Below this he had clearly started again:

My ideal mate would be someone I can laugh with. This is because I like to play pranks and make jokes and I like people that can take a joke.

Sam read the two mini paragraphs over a few times before a small smile crept onto his lips, was that first one about him? He couldn't be sure but just the thought that it could be had butterflies fluttering in his tummy... He needed to get out before someone caught him hanging around but he took one more quick glance at those badly scribbled lines again before slipping out to finish his chores.