Hu Yetao gasped as his mate's name finally permeated the fog in his brain. No! No, no, no, no, no…
"No!" Hu Yetao cried out as he straightened up and stepped sideways, away from unrelenting hands and lips. He couldn't get far with his trousers pooled around his ankles and he stumbled when the Alpha aggressively grabbed him once more and bent him forwards over the desk.
Hu Yetao grunted as the edge of the desk hit his hips hard enough to bruise and he was firmly forced down so that his face was pressed uncomfortably hard against the desk's lacquered surface, bare ass exposed. The Alpha kept one solid hand on the back of his neck, keeping Hu Yetao's face pressed to the desk. The Alpha's free hand trailed over Hu Yetao's spine down to his ass and, without warning, a single finger suddenly breached his opening.
Hu Yetao cried out in shock, a spike of terror shooting through him. This Alpha wasn't like the young student Alphas he'd thrown off so far, this one was mature and intent on getting what he wanted, overwhelmed by the scent of an Omega in heat.
"Professor stop!" Hu Yetao shouted as loudly as he could. He then had to promptly shut his eyes as another wave of heat and dizziness swept over him, his body a confounding jumble of heat and arousal and fear. It was as though his body was at war with itself and the feeling of being torn apart was making him feel sick.
The finger suddenly withdrew and Hu Yetao's heart thundered in his chest when he heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down behind him. He tried to struggle but he was so weak and faint that he couldn't do much against the iron grip the domineering Alpha had over his anemic body.
So he did the only thing he could think of and started to yell.
The hand on the back of his neck suddenly and forcefully pushed down, effectively stifling Hu Yetao's shouting as he cut off with a cry of pain. The urge to give in and just let the Alpha do what he wanted so that it would all be over faster was nearly overpowering, but Hu Yetao clenched his jaw and tried to force his pinned body into motion. He would not go down without a fight.
The outraged growl that reverberated throughout the nearly empty classroom startled Hu Yetao, and for a moment he thought it had come from the Professor, but the pressure on his neck suddenly let up and he was able to turn his head and open his eyes.
Relief flooded his body swift and instant when he spotted Oscar standing in the open doorway, a fierce snarl on his face as he glared murderously at the Alpha laid out over his half-naked mate.
An involuntary whimper escaped Hu Yetao's lips at the sight and the sound seemed to spark his Alpha into action. Oscar pelted into the room, directly towards the Professor.
Hu Yetao was quickly released and his knees gave way as he slid awkwardly to the floor. He leaned back against the desk with his arms curled protectively around drawn-up knees. He could feel a trickle of blood running down the side of his nose, he raised his head and distantly watched his mate tackle the young Professor to the flagstone floor.
As soon as the Professor was no longer touching him, the heat and arousal and ache returned full force, perhaps made worse by the appearance of his mate. Hu Yetao could feel his body beginning to tremble and his arms tightened around his shins, feeling oddly detached from the scene unfolding in front of him.
A blast of magic suddenly swept into the room and pulled the two hostile Alphas apart, throwing them to opposite sides of the room and holding them there.
Hu Yetao blinked and looked up to see Professor Amber Liu standing in the doorway, wand held aloft in a steady hand which was pointed directly at the two Alphas. She motioned with her free hand and the classroom door promptly swung closed behind her.
Hu Yetao swallowed and absently attempted to cover himself as he looked up at the Headmistress. "Professor, it's not… it's not Oscar's fault," he said weakly, head spinning. He felt as though he was on the edge of passing out but knew he needed to speak up before his Alpha was unfairly punished.
She turned sympathetic eyes on Hu Yetao as she lowered her wand. "I know Mr. Yetao," she said with her usual calm stoicism.
Hu Yetao met her gaze and knew Oscar was safe. He closed his eyes and allowed the tug of unconsciousness to pull him under as everything went dark.
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Hu Yetao's eyes snapped open, his mate's name still on his lips as he suddenly came awake with a shout. He blinked and realized he was in a strange white room and not in one of the usual infirmary beds, though the air still had the same powerful antiseptic smell like the hospital wing.
Hu Yetao slowly sat up and looked around. The room was tiny and looked more like a white-painted cell rather than a hospital room. He could feel his chest beginning to tighten a little as his latent claustrophobia set in, but before he had to resort to counting backward from ten there came the sound of sharp rapping from the door.
The handle turned and opened inwards, and he felt the air rush back into his lungs as the door opened to the outside world and Madam Chen Zihan appeared in her starched white uniform.
"Mr. Yetao," she said as she took a few steps into the room and withdrew her wand. "How are you feeling?"
Hu Yetao licked his lips and swallowed; a million answers to that question swirling around in his head but not feeling up to talking about the vast majority of them. "Tired. And thirsty," he finally replied, settling on the simplest two.
The nurse quickly conjured a paper cup full of water and placed it into his hand. "Here you are, dear."
Hu Yetao drank the cool liquid gratefully as she raised her wand and began to perform some non-invasive diagnostic tests. She deftly refilled the cup when Hu Yetao finished it then smoothly returned to her casting; Hu Yetao's skin glowing various shades of white and gold as she skillfully ran through each assessment.
She finally stopped and slipped her wand back into its sheath at her thick-set waist before leaning over to open his eyes wide and peer into them with a concentrated frown.