"And this concludes our first day of the event." Queen Esme concludes with a tap of her glass, quieting the ballroom and gaining the attention of everyone in it—even the children. "I hope that you have all enjoyed this welcome party for the new member of our family. However, this is not the end. We will be hosting two more parties starting at four p.m. sharp. Please arrive a bit earlier, quarter to four in the afternoon. I hope you all can attend." She gracefully added, "As the party is now over for today, you may leave whenever you'd like, and please take some food home. I'm certain that there is just too much to finish. That is all!" She glanced at Gael and nodded her head to the door in a signal for him to leave.

Gael lifted Noah up from his lap and left with no questions asked. Noah, who had stopped crying, had been extremely self-conscious of the action and had buried his face in Gael's shoulder to hide himself away from the curious stares he was receiving from the guests.

Once the doors opened and closed behind him, he tilted his head to the side to look at Gael's face.

If he didn't know any better, he would have thought Gael to be a kind and caring mate.

He could feel bitterness arise from his chest, but squashed it down quickly enough so as to make it seem that the feelings had never been there in the first place.

What felt like eternity passed until Gael arrived at his bedroom door.

"This must be Gael's room," Noah mumbled, his heart accelerating. Gael opened the door and shut it behind him. He headed towards the bed, placed Noah on top of it, and immediately left to go to the bathroom.

The action was so quick that Noah could still feel Gael's warmth surrounding him. As he waited for Gael to leave the bathroom, he took the time to scan his surroundings. It was large and held no hints of color or decoration. There were at least two bookshelves, and beside the bookshelves, he noticed a sword and armor in the corner of the room. Both items looked well-used and taken care of. The room was filled with Gael's scent, which comforted him a lot. He felt like the stereotypical omega.

Maybe not stereotypical. I'm not as strong as useful as the omegas here.

Noah laid down on the silky pillows, looking off into the distance. He ultimately ended up falling asleep.

When Noah awoke, he realized that he felt refreshed and clean. He touched his face, and the gunk he expected to feel after crying could not be felt as well. He was still wearing his outfit for the party, however.

He turned his head to Gael's back facing him. His wolf, who had been quiet, immediately whined, and Noah's eyes filled with tears.

Despite being hated by Gael, the alpha still took the time to care for his needs instead of leaving him there.

The room was dark, so Noah immediately took his chance.

He sidled up to Gael's backside and immediately nosed it—taking in the scent, immediately it filled his lungs and made him feel giddy inside.

After being neglected by Gael for the long duration of Gael's stay in the village as well as during the trip here, Noah was finally able to satisfy his crude cravings for needing to be close to his alpha.

He sighed in contentment, and that contentment permeated all the way down to his groins. He knew what he was doing was wrong, consent and all, but couldn't stop himself. Gael's scent made him feel so much pleasure. He began to produce slick from his backside, and his eyes dilated.

He noticed that Gael did not seem to budge at the actions he was doing behind his back, and so didn't think too much about his alpha waking up at any moment and continued inhaling Gael's scent without any inhibitions.

Unfortunately, Noah began to feel the hints of want under his skin.

He didn't know why he did, and it was not as though he was going into heat... he had no idea why he was acting like this, but that didn't stop his hand from reaching into his tight pants, pulling them off together with his underwear, grabbing his length and rubbing it.

He had pleasured himself before—in cruder terms, jacked off, which his mom had banned him from using as it was unbecoming of a young omega. He felt like he didn't know how to act around people anymore, especially towards Rana, who he thought had been his crush.

However, ever since he became an omega, he had been feeling more sensitive in both body and mind—something he was embarrassed to tell his parents.

A thought popped into his mind at the last second; he didn't want Gael to hate him and stopped rubbing his length.

He craved for Gael but had no idea how to solve it, which made him feel weepy in his emotions. He hated how he had no control over himself. The inner turmoil continued on until Noah remembered the cuddling sessions he had with his father.

Cuddling with his father had made him realize how much he loved the feeling, and how it made him feel safe and secure.

Noah ignored his painful length and cuddled against Gael's backside. He usually slept without any clothes on, but knew Gael would misunderstand his intentions and leave them on—especially since they were sleeping on the same bed and Noah was practically superglued to his side.

Noah ignored the pang in his heart, realizing that Gael would never allow him to do this if he were awake, as the teen treated Noah differently than the other omegas and wasn't as close to him. All his advances were turned down during his first heat, and Gael only did what was necessary for Noah to survive when it was time to actually do something. His eyes watered again, and he went to sleep with a troubled heart.

Noah awoke feeling a bit off. He coughed and ignored the issue—pushing it off to just homesickness.

The side where Gael had been sleeping was empty and cold, telling Noah that Gael had left early in the morning. He shifted in his spot before realizing that his lower half felt dry and sticky, making him feel uncomfortable, and decided to head to the bathroom to wash himself up.

When he got up, the room went sideways, but not before righting itself up immediately.

"Strange..."

Noah continued his trek to the bathroom, remembering the direction and which door Gael had used last night.

It should be fine to use the bathroom, especially since Gael had allowed him to sleep there that night.

He opened the door and was shocked at how spacious the area truly was.

"No wonder Gael has stayed here for a long time; it's enormous." He coughed.

The bathroom was spacious, containing a large tub which could fit two people into it. And a whole area designated for the toilets so that the two appliances weren't right next to each other.

I've only ever bathed in the river, so being able to live like this must mean that Gael is a very rich aristocrat of some sort.

Noah began to strip himself from his tight shirt before realizing that he had fallen asleep without his pants and underwear on and blushed.

He had actually dared to cling onto Gael like this. Hopefully his alpha didn't push him away because of this...

He got into the tub and immediately heated the water up, getting in. He knew how to work one, as he would read a lot of books about random things—his father would buy him books when he left the village to protect the chief during pack meetings with other clans.

The tub was such a strange contraption and had so many buttons that made no sense to Noah, as he came from what was basically the countryside, and only had a book with no pictures to rely on.

He ended up pressing one button to test it out, and he heard a click—nothing happened. Curious, he pressed another button and was shocked into submission. His jaw clenched tightly shut.

Strong jets of water came from the sides inside the tub, hitting directly on his length. Noah threw his head back, his face flushing a deep red. His vision went black at the feeling and he almost fainted, weak from the pleasure.

Panting could be heard echoing throughout the bathroom. At first quiet, but it wasn't for long as Noah began to gasp for air as though he was dying. He tried to find the button to stop the streams of water, but wasn't able to think clearly.

The intensity built up inside of him until he came violently. His vision went white and this time he actually did faint.

Minutes passed until Noah woke up again. The streams of water were still hitting his length and were giving him all kinds of pleasure. Fortunately, the tub had a time limit and would automatically stop after a certain amount of time had passed. The streams of water later stopped, and Noah was left in a mess.

He'd never be able to live it down if anybody found out that he had been using the tub indecently... Noah flushed harder at the thought.

He got out of the tub with shaky legs and coughed harder. Feeling worse off than before, he took a bath and thought that it was a mistake on his part to be so curious and press the buttons. He grabbed the nearest towel, which was infused with Gael's scent, and dried himself off.

Avoiding his oversensitive length, he made sure to dry his hair completely before rehanging the towel onto the hook. He went back to the bed, laid down, and closed his eyes, grabbing Gael's pillow and holding it under his nose.

He coughed harder and, after a while, realized that he was actually really sick. Because no one was nearby or close enough to him to talk to about it, he decided that it would just be a bother to everyone and that he could put it off until Gael returned later.

Clang... clang... The sounds of swords clashed together, creating a cacophony of sounds.

Many of the men were tired and panting heavily from overexertion. They watched as their leader, Gael, continued attacking the soldier in front of him unceasingly. They could tell from a mile away who was the stronger opponent.

Mikey watched his friend attack the poor soldier in slight fear, "What's got his panties in a twist?"

Bernard pushed his glasses up his nose, "I believe Gael and his mate went to bed together last night..."

"He probably wasn't able to get any last night, but the little Omega sure had the guts to turn down Gael..." Chris said, not being able to hold back the laughter in his tone.

They had been hiding behind a bush not too far away from the area, lest they become a victim of their friends' temper, like the soldier fighting Gael at the moment.

"Hopefully this doesn't continue. If this keeps up, I'll beg my mother to let me quit." Florence said, in exhaustion.

"Ahhh-!"

They watched as the soldier screamed in fear when Gael pointed his sword at him, looking as though he was about to kill the man.

"Stop him!" He shouted before running and tackling Gael, Gael ended up throwing Florence onto the ground easily, like a sack of rice.

"Guh-"

It took a while, but they were finally able to get Gael to cool down as well as ease the self-training a bit.

In fact, the others had not been wrong; Gael had been thinking about Freckles, but not in the way they thought he did.

When he awoke that morning, he noticed that Freckles had been clinging onto his backside, and thought nothing of it. What surprised him was when he decided to turn around and noticed how Freckles had his lower half uncovered with his upper half clothed.

It took him a while to tear his gaze away from the sleeping omega's bits, but once he did, he immediately headed to use the bathroom. There he saw the contraption his mother had given to him as a present—the bathtub, for the two of them to use for whatever reason. He remembered his mother saying that the tub could record things after winking at him. He realized that taking the time to assemble the machine was much more annoying than he thought, which was why he hadn't left the bathroom all night.

In actuality, Gael had been setting the machine up, and when he returned to the bedroom, Noah had already fallen asleep, to which Gael made sure to clean Noah's body before heading off to sleep himself, which Noah misunderstood.

However, it didn't change Gael's thoughts that Noah was weak and was a liability to himself and his family members and didn't stop his cold actions towards Noah.

"-Gael!"

"What? Were you saying something? " Gael asked.

"You should just take a break. We've trained hard, especially yourself. Just go back to your room and relax. We can handle the training regimen. " Florence said, pushing Gael out of the training area, and turning around to face the other soldiers.

Kicked out, Gael decided to go back to his room, unsettled and confused as to why he was acting so unlike himself.

He decided that taking a walk to his room would be a good idea to help him take a load off of his mind, but what he didn't expect to see when he opened the door was Freckles on his bed, extremely red and panting heavily. He went up to Freckles and placed the back of his hand on Noah's forehead, noticing how hot it was.

As an alpha, he had a strong constitution and never got sick. So in times like this, he had no idea how to deal with the situation.