Chapter Three

I took a bold move, slipping my hands into the brothers' pants, grasping their knots firmly with one hand each. They moaned, craving more, as I began making out with both of them simultaneously. Josh, still under the influence of the alpha pheromones, grew agitated, struggling against Sierra's tight grip. 'What's wrong with you? Jealous bitch!" he shouted. "You could've just told me you wanted some! I was willing to share, but no, you had to have them both to yourself!" I ignored his outburst, knowing the pheromones were driving his behavior.

With time of the essence, I couldn't afford to waste another moment, especially on Josh, who was completely consumed by his primal urges. His mind was clouded, and all he could think about was sex. I pitied him, and in that instant, I knew I had to act swiftly to help him and the other omegas affected by the alphas' pheromones. Their well-being depended on it, and I was determined to find a solution.

To prevent the situation from escalating further, I took a calculated risk and moved in close to the square-jawed alphas. With a gentle brush of my lips against their skin, I wove a spell of sexual control, using my magic to calm their pheromones. As I made out with the alpha males, I hypnotized them, leveraging my powers to soothe their primal urges. I must admit, I've never been fond of most wolves, especially alpha males - but I was willing to do whatever it took to protect Josh, even if it meant kissing them.

I acted swiftly to spare Josh from the traumatic experiences that other omegas had endured. With my magic, I captivated the alphas, and soon, their attention was solely focused on me. It seemed that kissing the queen was a fantasy come true for them, but that illusion was short-lived. Under my hypnotic spell and witchy charms, I commanded them to return home and rest, and they obediently complied, leaving the school premises. With the immediate crisis averted, I turned my attention to the crowd, still entranced by the spectacle. It was time to disperse and return to their classes, but I knew that the memory of this extraordinary show would linger. The two alphas, still under my spell, departed peacefully, leaving me to wonder what other challenges lay ahead.

I knew I had to think fast and come up with a plan. The school was in chaos, with the scent of sex filling the air. Lockers and bathrooms were occupied, and people were giving in to their primal urges, their pheromones controlling their actions. It was a dire situation, and I needed to find a way to protect Josh and the other omegas from the alphas' unchecked desires.

Despite the school's strict no-sex policy, the heat and rut period had created an electrifying atmosphere, making forbidden encounters tantalizingly appealing. Some individuals, including vampires, witches, and even wolves, were giving in to their desires, even if they weren't directly affected by the pheromones. The thrill of doing something taboo was exhilarating. I could relate, having experienced the rush of sneaking around during the Full Moon Festival, which was just around the corner. The promise of uninhibited passion and adrenaline-fueled encounters was intoxicating. I recalled my own past adventures, sneaking into bathrooms with two boyfriends, feeling alive and carefree, savoring the thrill of doing something 'wrong' that felt oh-so-right.

Heat and rut days were meant to be special, a time for mated pairs and dating couples to connect and enjoy each other's company. These moments were intended to be cherished, not taken without consideration or care. Physical intimacy should be a mutual and consensual experience, not forced or rough unless both parties desire it. The beauty of heat and rut lay in the emotional connection and trust between partners, making the experience even more profound and meaningful.

"I think we should visit the nest today," I suggested, looking at Sierra and Josh.

"But what about school?" Sierra asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Just one day won't hurt," I explained.

"We're doing it for our friend, and it's important." Josh nodded in agreement. "I've been wanting to visit the nest too, but I was afraid of being bullied, especially when you're not around, Charli."

"Don't worry, there are no bullies at the nest," I reassured him. "Everyone there is vulnerable and supportive. I'll be with you, and we'll face it together." Sierra smiled, understanding.

"You're one of us, Josh. We support each other, and when one of us is down, we all are." I turned to Sierra.

"Please spread the word to the rest of the group. Those who want to join us should bring soft linens." I pulled out my phone to summon the royal cart, then turned to Josh. "Let's go." And with that, we left the school behind, heading towards the nest.

We arrived at the nest, a sanctuary for omegas, where our friend June lay comforted by others. Like Josh, June was also an omega going through heat. The nest was a safe space, where omegas could find solace and support without the presence of alphas. Many of the omegas here had experienced trauma, and days like these, filled with the scent of heat and rut, could trigger painful memories of the past. But our group was different - we had no alpha, only a bond of friendship and mutual care. As we entered, I saw omegas comforting each other, lying together in comfortable beds, finding strength in their shared experiences.

The nest was bustling with activity that day, as many individuals, including both omegas and betas, were experiencing heat. The atmosphere was one of communal comfort, with people seated together, offering support and solace to one another. Some betas and omegas watched porn, a way to acknowledge their desires without acting on them. It was a unique dynamic, akin to a pack, but with the notable absence of alphas. Despite the intense emotions and physical urges, intercourse was deliberately avoided, prioritizing emotional connection and mutual care instead.

On the other side of the nest, I saw pregnant omegas who had sought refuge there, feeling safer among their own kind. Many were teenagers, forced to drop out of school due to circumstances beyond their control. Some had been raped during heat, while others had conceived accidentally, caught up in the moment. A few had intentionally become pregnant, either to trap an unwilling alpha or to assert their own desires. Conversely, some alphas had manipulated their omegas, getting them pregnant to exert control or limit their futures. I wasn't there to judge, though - my focus was on supporting my friends Josh and June, and offering a listening ear to those who needed it.

"Look at those adorable twin wolves," June exclaimed, pointing to the little ones playing by the linen cupboard.

"Oh, they're so precious!" Sierra cooed, her heart melting at the sight. Josh observed, "They resemble Enock," and June's eyes widened in surprise.

"How did you know?" he asked. Josh explained, "I used to date their father, but I had to end it due to his possessiveness and jealousy. He was a walking red flag." June nodded understandingly, sharing a similar experience.

"That's what he did to Rubby when he tried to break up with him - trapped him with a set of twins. Now they're bound together by those babies forever." I felt grateful that Josh had escaped such a toxic situation, and hoped that Rubby would find a way out of his own predicament.