The Alpha dormitory is particularly quiet late at night.
A door in the boys' area was quietly opened, and a tall figure walked out.
After taking two quick steps, the gradually fresher air around him slightly relieved Blair's severely damaged sense of smell.
"Ahh, this is really disgusting. I really hate this kind of thing..."
She mumbled childishly.
A trace of dead silence like a quagmire flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared quietly.
Blair suddenly had a good idea. She turned her eyes and looked at different room numbers.
"Let me see where it is—ah, I found it."
When she saw the familiar Tom Marvolo Riddle, the corners of her mouth curled up happily.
The dim and warm dormitory was filled with a faint amber fragrance, soft and quiet.
Tom was sleeping soundly, but a subtle sense of alertness gradually woke him up.
The next second, the slight heat on the boy's neck made his hair stand on end.
"Explain why you are here, Leviathan."
Tom immediately sat up, looking down with his slightly narrowed black eyes, as if he wanted to tear into pieces this dissolute Alpha who broke into his room in the middle of the night.
Bray, who was originally drowsy, suddenly became interested.
She propped up her chin and looked at the half-exposed waist with a smile: "Because I really couldn't sleep, so I came to find you."
Want to touch.
The unapologetic answer made Tom's anger rise again. He clenched his hands and looked like he was about to go Avatar at any moment.
"Get out!" the boy said sternly.
Unfortunately this had no effect on Blair, and she quickly rolled over and grabbed Tom's waist, pressing firmly on top of him.
They were sunk deep in the bed, their noses touching, their shadows on the wall so close.
In fact, if you ignore Tom's black eyes that are about to spit fire and Blair's action of pressing his legs tightly, it is indeed quite harmonious.
"Prefect, we are all Alphas, what is there to be shy about?"
Grasping the palm between the thighs, Blair slowly applied force. If nothing unexpected happened, a circle of purple would appear tomorrow. Blair's voice was gentle and tender.
Riddle was unable to move for a moment as the torn hamstring caused him to feel unbearable pain.
He was sure that if he continued to struggle, Leviathan would definitely break his legs.
The boy took a deep breath, his eyes showing a sinister look.
"You, get out of the way."
"Hey, are you still going to kick me out?"
Seeing the girl's expression of being ungrateful after getting the advantage, Tom suddenly pushed her smiling face aside.
"You're hurting me!"
Blair fell into the bed, the smile on her face as bright as the peach blossoms swaying on the branches: "Do you want me to massage you, huh?"
"Get out." Tom said expressionlessly and lay down on his side.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Looking at the soft black short hair in front of him, the air was filled with the mixed scent of sweet honey and amber, and Blair fell asleep contentedly.
After a long time, until the sound of gentle breathing came from the room, Tom opened his eyes.
His black pupils were clear as he clenched the wand under his pillow and turned to look at the girl beside him. Blair was fast asleep with the lower half of his face buried in the light grey quilt.
It looks harmless.
He could still faintly smell the faint scent of blood when she came closer, and Tom suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes.
He turned his head and continued to close his eyes.
The soft warm light shines on the bed, and the tassels on the dark green curtains are flashing with tiny lights.
The next morning, Tom woke up on time due to his regular biological clock. He rubbed his tired forehead. He had been unable to sleep well last night because there was someone next to him.
Thinking of this, he quickly turned his head and found that there was only coldness left beside him. Tom frowned.
Was he too careless, or was that woman too gentle...
The boy stood up, secretly thinking that he must be more vigilant. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his thigh and staggered half a step.
This psychopath!
Cursing inwardly, Tom endured the pain and slowly walked into the bathroom in the room.
Albert came out of the dormitory, and the bruises on her face were faintly visible through her drooping hair. She had used several sprays yesterday to heal them, and this morning she looked radiant. Her nose, which was almost broken by a kick, had just recovered.
"That bastard Carlo, he didn't even save me—"
Albert cursed a few times and walked into the common room.
Unlike in the past, there were a lot more people in the lounge today, and everyone was whispering.
Feeling a little uneasy, Albert quickly moved closer: "What are you talking about?"
Her tone was tense, and the two omegas were startled by the sudden appearance of the blonde woman. They rolled their eyes after seeing who it was.
"Merlin, could you please get your ugly slug-like hair up!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking you what you are talking about!"
Albert interrupted her with a fierce look in his eyes. The female omega didn't dare to complain anymore and spoke reluctantly.
"You don't know? Foley and Davis went home—"
Albert's eyes widened. These two boys were the ones who surrounded Leviathan with her yesterday.
"Why? What's the reason?"
Another omega lowered his voice with amusement: "I heard that they had an argument over something and accidentally, while playing around,…"
He leaned close to Albert's ear and kissed him teasingly, "It was crushed."
Albert suddenly felt a chill between her legs, and there was fear in her eyes.
Fighting? What kind of fight were they?! This is a lie! It was clearly that woman who did it!
The chill that rushed straight to his head made Albert feel frightened.
She looked for Blair with trembling eyes, and when she met those cold golden eyes, she shrank her neck like a quail.
Nott on this side leaned against the long pillar, and after being surprised, he made a malicious ridicule.
"He deserves it. I wonder what the Foley and Davis families will do. After all, the only son in the family is gone..."
"That's wrong, Nott."
Lucretia Black continued slowly, "Perhaps they have some illegitimate child who is still somewhere."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone laughed and nodded. Who in the pure-blood family didn't know about the romantic history of the person in power in their family?
Abraxas, with a smile on his face, accidentally saw Tom who was in deep thought beside him.
The boy's naturally delicate eyebrows are slightly lowered, revealing a melancholy temperament.
But Abu knew that he was not as gentle and harmless as he looked.
"What's wrong, Riddle? Is there something bothering you?"
The senior's calm voice rang in his ears. Tom raised his eyes and smiled, "Nothing, I just thought this matter seemed a little too strange."
"It's really strange, but life always has so many coincidences, doesn't it? Hahaha..."
Nott continued from behind, and the few of them started talking about other topics.
Tom looked coldly at the girl sitting on the sofa in the lounge. She was sitting with her legs crossed and leisurely flipping through the book in her hand.
Riddle suddenly remembered the smell of blood he had smelled last night.
At this moment, Blair suddenly looked up, and their eyes met across the crowd.
Was what happened last night your way?
Hmm, that's very interesting.
Seeing Blair's comfortable expression, Tom understood what she meant and raised a stiff sneer at the corner of his mouth.
A subtle panic welled up in him, and Riddle was well aware of it.
He may be possessed by a madman.
The boy tightened his grip on the book, exhaled slowly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his dark eyes.
But so what? Tom Marvolo Riddle is not a softie like Albert.
He is a descendant of Slytherin.
The surging ambition floated into Blair's nose like sweet and soft chocolate cream, and she couldn't help but look at the boy carefully.
The omegas around him were a little shy because of his approach, and they stared at that handsome face in fascination. The few pure-blooded Alphas beside him also had a vague feeling that Riddle was the center of attention.
Blair chuckled, his golden eyes like flowing hot golden lava.
"Tom, you're so charming."
After a while, Nott turned his head and suddenly noticed that Riddle's face was a little blue, and he subconsciously straightened his posture.
"What's wrong, Riddle?"
The others also looked over, and Riddle slowly shook his head: "Nothing."
Just a dissolute Alpha.