Chương 7: Chapter 7- Manipulating my way to Victory. R-17
POV-Dominic
Being awoken late at night I answer the door, hoping that the person knocking is a sexy chick or someone is dying, because if it was Landon coming to whinge, I don't think I could stop myself from hitting him. Instead, it was Raf, standing there with a proud grin and very messed up clothes.
"I did it Dom. I took over."
"Super proud. Took over what?"
"The wolf pack. I challenged Jed and took his position as Alpha, securing myself the position on the council."
"Oh, I'd already sorted that," I say somewhat sheepishly, as I'd somewhat forgotten to tell him about the plan. "Are you sure you even want to be the alpha? If you're ready to be their alpha? I suppose it's too late now though," I say patting his chest. "Alpha sounds really cringey by the way." He manages to stutter out the beginning of a reply but I shut the door on him, still pissed he woke me up.
The next few hours were a blissful rest for me, no one interrupted me at all while I slept, manipulating my own dreams in simple ways. Changing the setting, manipulating the physical laws of the dreamscape, and testing its use to revise memories, performing fairly well.
I met the illustrious Witch Queen, as Liz had promoted her sister, in the hallway after breakfast, giving us plenty of time before the announcements at noon for the winning representatives. "So who'd your campaigning go?"
"Well enough, seeing as I was the only candidate, Penelope removing her name last minute to give me the win."
"Oh good, she followed through with her side of the deal then," I muttered mainly to myself.
"Well if you expect my vote to go in your favour, we may have to make a similar arrangement Dom." 'I was not expecting her to be so forward.'
"Someone's REALLY liking being queen huh? Well, my options are either seducing you or Hope…" I let the sentence hang for a moment, the murky green and cherry red swirling around her. "I suppose I promised to woo the new witch queen, didn't I?" She nodded quickly and I pulled her into one of the side rooms that read reliquary, spinning her around the bend and pressing her against the wall. "Horns, or no?"
"Horns. I love holding them." Honestly, I had to stop myself from making a joke about phrasing or 'that's what she said,' which would have definitely killed the mood. Cupping her jaw with my hands I bring our lips mere centimetres from each other, forcing her to take a slightly more active role. When she crosses the short gap, smashing her kiss to mine, her hands climb around my neck, running through my hair and pulling me deeper into her. Gladdened by her proactivity, I slip my tongue into her mouth, smothering her own in the short fight for dominance. As this continues and I explore her mouth, I slide my hands from her jaw as my left slides around and into her hair, pulling her hair and with my other, I trace down her body to her chest. My tail, however, was far more instinctual than I assumed and had slipped around one of her thighs, the tip tracing across her smooth tender skin, the tail tightly binding her leg. Separating from her lips I kiss down her cheek, starting in the crevice between the jaw and ear, tongue flicking at the nerve centre, moving down her neck with a flurry of flicks and soft kisses as her now unmuffled moans sound out in my ear. Using my emotional sight, I could read what was providing a positive reaction, leading me to bite on her neck and shoulder, just stopping before the skin broke. Pulling her hair more firmly I kiss her lips again, switching to the other side of her neck as I felt her shake in my arms, my tail dripping at this point.
The tail was squirming up and around her legs like a hentai monster and as I break off from her neck she lets out a disappointed groan, followed by a shocked gasp as I drop to my knees in front of her. The skirt came off in seconds and using my thumbs to gently slide off her underwear I'm exposed to the heady scent that had been driving me crazy for the past five minutes or so. "Satisfied enough to earn your vote?" I ask teasingly as my nose presses against her slit, my hands running along her glistening thighs as I kneel in a wet patch of carpet.
"Hmm, I don't know…I might need a little further persuasion," she said cheerfully looking down at me.
"Yes…my queen." I don't even get my tongue out of my mouth before she cums on my face, 'Okay, she definitely has a thing for being worshipped. Good to know.' Sucking the remaining fluid from her lips I listen to her beautiful moans and gasps as I feast, my long, slender tongue working deep into her and caressing the rough patch barely 2 inches inside her walls. Her hands grab violently at my horns making me moan directly into her minge, sending vibrations through her body. She pulled my head closer towards herself, burying my head against her box. Slipping two fingers inside her as I flicked and sucked on her clit made her scream out, making me panic slightly over the soundproofing of the room.
"God, how are you doing that? Mmmrff." Her head was now upturned toward the ceiling as she let out her symphony of pants, moans and screams. As I ran my fingers around the outside of one of her rough patches, squeezing them together over the area she tightens again on my fingers like a vice. I decide to clean her up, slurping the juices from her legs and box, sucking out any that remain, her shaking legs unable to support her weight as she leans on the cabinet we'd been using for support.
"You taste delicious," I say, licking off my fingers as she watches. "Here," I push my fingers into her open mouth and she firmly takes my wrist, her tongue working around my fingers as she sucks off any trace of where they'd been.
*Duuff* From behind me came Emma, the guidance counsellor, and Alyssa, who was smirking and enjoying the view, both girls having just left the private therapy room which apparently connects through here for some reason. The two stood there staring at the scene, Emma emitting embarrassment, confusion, lust, and a small trace of fear, while Alyssa was pouring out lust and excitement in equal measure. Josie seemed to wake from her stupor as Emma coughed into her hand, squeaking, and pulling back up her soaked underwear and fetching the skirt that was on the cabinet behind her.
"Mr Beaufort I'd like to see you in my office after the council meeting."
"Well if I knew he was the reward for becoming 'witch queen,' I might have applied," the Asian teen beside her said licking her lips and staring at me. "The horns are new I take it? Wicked." She left the room with a cheery grin that I hadn't seen on her while we passed in the hallways, one of her hands tracing along my shoulders as she passed.
"I'll uh go?" Josie gets out, casting a quick cleaning spell and following after Alyssa in a great hurry.
"It seems your powers are continuing to manifest, the horns and the… Don't miss our meeting later today, Dominic. It's not optional." The walk back to my room for a shower was a little awkward as I could see Kaleb talking to some random vamp and mimicking Penelope's horn-holding from last night.
"Speak of the literal devil, here's the playboy."
"We made a deal, and she kept it. Enough said. And considering that you guys bite each other during the deed, I wouldn't throw stones mate." 'Not that I don't enjoy biting too, but the amount of blood loss must make them lethargic right?'
"Yeah yeah. You coming to see me be announced vamp rep?"
"Someone's confident. I'll be there anyway, seeing as Josie's the new witch queen, and Raf's the new…alpha," I shuddered."
"Damn, witch queen sounds dope as hell. Vamp King sounds like a piece of furniture or a gay club from Chicago."
"Anyway, aren't you worried Josie will freak when she hears about Penelope if she hasn't already? They used to be a thing," another vamp said excitedly, hoping for some drama.
"Not really, since I told her about it last night. See ya' later Kaleb, oh mosquito lord," I say bowing exaggeratedly.
"Fucker," I hear from behind me as I make it to my room
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"Students of Salvatore School if I could have your attention. I'm here to announce the winners of the supernatural representative elections from last night. Firstly, I'd like to thank and congratulate everyone who applied and voted." The students were silent as they waited for the first representative to be called forth, "Representing the vampires…Kaleb Hawkins!" A huge cheer sounded out while a somewhat depressed and overdressed MG sat back down in his seat disappointed by the result.
"Taking the representative seat for the werewolves, we have… the new pack leader, Rafael Waithe!" This time there was a somewhat more divided cheer, as some believed he was too new, both to the school and to being a wolf, to represent them. 'To be honest, I'd have to agree with them.'
And taking the mantle of witch representative is…our very own witch queen, Josie Saltzman!!" Liz's promotion had been incredibly successful by the look of things, and Penelope had done her job to not only remove other potential candidates by enrolling but removed Saltzman hater's votes by then pulling out before the time closed. Loud cheers came from around the room, many glad that neither Penelope nor Lizzie would be on the council. Penelope gave me a nod and a smile as she saw Josie beaming from the small stage, glad that she had gotten something she wanted for once, without Lizzie snatching it.
"The first council meeting will be held at eight, this evening. Good luck to the representatives." Lizzie and Josie ran over to me bouncing with joy.
"Thank you so much for helping this happen Dom," Josie said with a feral blush.
Liz was far more maintained, whispering her thanks in my ear for convincing her to support Josie, "And I want to know whatever it is you did to Josie earlier. She won't tell me but I saw the state she came back in…and I want it." She pinched my ass and left, taking Josie off towards a group of witches, including Alyssa, who had been watching our interaction with great interest.
'Something else I'm sure I'll have to deal with at some point."
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POV-Jed
'I can't believe those fucking assholes. I get challenged by some runt with no understanding of what we even are, with no idea how to control the turn even, and yet they side with him so easily. After all I've done for them. At least the vamps don't have the same challenge rules, which force the alpha to accept challenges. And the dipshit Rafael doesn't even want the position, just the spot on the council so he can keep his boyfriend here in the school. A fucking human.' I'd spent the past hour after the representative announcements in the woods, enjoying the silence, but as I was about to return I got hit with a smell. The human.
'The reason behind the council, behind Raf challenging me, behind me losing the alpha position.' As I think over who I blame for my sudden downfall, I come up with an idea, 'If he leaves himself it won't matter what the council votes.' I run towards him, staying low through the brush, bashing him to the floor as I reach him, snarling and clawing lightly at his legs. Nothing serious of course but enough to scare the crap out of the coward, scrambling backwards and screaming like a small child. Shifting back to human I start laying into him, no longer worried about cutting a vein and accidentally killing him. Kicks and punches rained down on the snivelling coward.
"You're to blame for everything you fucking human. Every single thing that's gone wrong recently has been because of you. If I see you again, I'll break a couple of bones, got it?" The trembling loser was lying curled up on the floor nodding his head frantically. 'He's pathetic to look at.'
A sweet smell hits my nose and I feel light-headed, and the sound of footsteps comes from the path from the lake. "It seems you got over-zealous with your petty revenge Jed. Enjoy losing everything and being betrayed on repeat until I decide otherwise. A small cut on my neck is all I feel before I collapse to the floor, unable to put any strength through my limbs, eyes closing rapidly and I begin to feel exhausted.
POV-Dominic
I'd been swimming in order to procrastinate doing some homework I'd ignored yesterday, but knowing the council meeting was tonight I didn't stay long, walking back towards the school when I heard screams from up ahead. Seeing Jed over Landon, I hear him muttering something about blame but focus on spreading the feeling of confusion, targeting Jed in particular. Seeing him stand tall and face turn unaware as if he were the most stoned person in California, I approach, deciding to avoid physical combat. 'I've got no idea which is stronger, and physical stuff leaves marks, thus seeming more violent. That's the last thing I want to hear about in Emma's meetings.'
Morphing my hands into claws I make a small cut on the back of his neck, barely an inch long and barely enough to draw blood. Pushing Jed to sleep, I imagine the nightmare I want him to experience. Every complaint he had whinged about to Landon and blamed him for would become his reality. A recurring loop of being betrayed, left behind, and forgotten, unable to wake or escape. I can tell that the dreamscape was successfully planted due to the tingling sensation and slight glow from my claws in his neck.
Looking down at the two pathetic wastrels in front of me I drag them back to the school, bringing them all the way to Alaric's office, one in each hand held by their ankles. "I found Jed over Landon's body beating him, and I smacked him and he fell unconscious."
Alaric just stared at me incredulously as I explained the situation, looking between the two upside-down unconscious bodies and me. He called Emma to his office and began checking the two of them for injuries, noting Landon's broken rib and bruising all over his arms and body. I was then made to sit outside his office, waiting as Emma provided whichever magical healing she could apparently do.
"Dominic get in here," she said opening the door in a hurry. Landon was now awake and sitting up, his dirty clothes and blood-smeared face the only evidence he had been in a fight/beatdown. "Jed isn't waking up. Did you put him to sleep with your…abilities?"
"I did, yes. Stuck him in a recurring nightmare too." Seeing the fear and panic I explain that it was nothing serious, just replaying the past couple of days, unable to wake up or change the outcome. "I believed it a fitting punishment for someone who would attack a helpless human without forcing him to leave the school." Emma looked at me wearily and whispered in Alaric's ear, a dark purple alerting me to her fear. After nodding at Emma's words, Alaric made me release Jed from the nightmare, the boy waking with a flail and gasp as if he'd been drowning.
"I'll take him to my office for now, but I'd like to see Landon in my office in five minutes and Dominic in twenty."
"For what? All I did was help stop a werewolf from potentially killing him," I exclaim, annoyed at being treated like a threat.
"You also manipulated his mind and put him in a coma," Alaric said with a low tone.
"Well, it was that or I stab him. He's physically stronger than me, and that's in his human form."
"She just plans on asking some questions about the events, you aren't being punished." This kind of 'We're not punishing you, just treating you as dangerous for doing the right thing,' is exactly why I hate school teachers. But it seems I don't have a choice about this.
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POV-Landon
"Miss Tig, It's Landon." I can't hear anything from the room so I instead try the handle, pushing it open and seeing her smile from her desk, Hope sitting in another one of the chairs. 'Her auburn hair was beautiful, silky and shining in the light. Her comforting smile made my heart feel like it had grown wings and was trying to burst from my chest. I've had a crush on her for months, and I still can't believe I'm getting the opportunity to go to school with her. She must have come to see if I was okay. Maybe she does like me back? There's no other reason she would be here, right?'
"Mr Kirby, please take a seat." The leather was cold yet still comfortable, something my body needed after that beat-down. 'If it wasn't for Dom, I might not even be alive.' A small shiver went down my back as I thought about what might have happened if my guardian devil hadn't shown. "I invited Hope here as you seem to find her comforting, but know that I will be asking you questions about what happened as well as a few questions about yourself." I shrugged, not really caring what she asked as long as I could stay here with Hope, her tight jeans and t-shirt hanging from her body almost distracting me when Miss Tig asked the first question.
"Were you attacked by Jed?"
"Yeah, he came out of the trees and pushed me to the floor than bashed the crap out of me." I see Hope flinch and I cant help but wish I could be stronger just so I didn't seem so weak in front of her.
"Did you provoke him?"
"Miss, I didn't even know he was there, so no. I did not provoke the werewolf."
"Did you see Mr Beaufort save you?"
"…Not really, I was kinda out of it. But considering the state Jed was in I know he did."
"Hmm…Would you be accepting of Jed being punished by the school, remaining here as a student?" I wince at the thought. Of Jed stalking the halls between classes. Of finishing the job. But I can't say that.
"Sure, he should be given a second chance. We all have violent outbursts occasionally right?" Miss Tig was looking at me like I had just said something ridiculous but sighed and pressed on.
"Do you wish to stay at this school?" I look up at Hope and question why anyone would ever want to leave such a girl.
"Of course I do."
"Do you feel safe at the school?" That was a question I couldn't honestly answer, not because I didn't know it, but because I did. After what happened earlier, there was no way I could feel safe. I was attacked unprovoked, nearly beaten to death, and saved, not because of the school staff, but because my friend rescued me.
"Yup, super safe." Emma's face cringed, but I wasn't sure if it was because of my sarcasm, bad acting, or something else entirely.
"Okay, lastly. Do you think Dominic is dangerous? A threat to the students of Salvatore school?" I almost burst out laughing.
"Compared to the violent werewolf, no. Dom is…different. In the months I've known him he has never sought out a fight like me or Raf has on a bad day. He…escapes, as he calls it, into distractions. Drinking, partying, girls. He distances himself from his own issues to avoid facing them."
"You sound like a therapist," Hope said, her words with a hint of amusement that tickled my ears.
"Been to enough of them to pick up a few things," I say dejectedly. "Dom has never been particularly aggressive unless he's protecting something. Around five months ago, he beat the shit out of three guys that were bullying some kid. So no, I don't think he's dangerous to anyone. At least not anyone worth being worried about."
Hope and Miss Tig looked at each other before the counsellor spoke up, "Thank you for trusting us, Landon, you may leave and get some rest. Your body will need it, even with my healing." 'Dom was right to be pissed. Being asked if he was a threat in a school full of monsters and killers. What a fucking joke.'
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