Chapter 72

Looking at Rafaela at school was torture. The omega’s rear had almost doubled in size, and his pants were getting tighter. It was a nightmare every time Rafaela passed by, leaving her scent in the air and swaying that rear. Automatically, memories of his dream where Rafaela was on all fours, begging for him to go hard, surrounded his mind. And a few times, he had to relieve himself in the bathroom due to the pressure in his pants.

The next day at school, well before Rafaela arrived, the alpha entered her classroom. Nervous and anxious, it felt like a nightmare. He sat on the couch, impatiently looking at the clock. Rafaela was two minutes late. Arthur’s stomach was churning. Until he heard the door open.

Rafaela held a sugared doughnut between her teeth and a cup of coffee with milk in her other hand. Her cheek was covered in sugar. Upon seeing the alpha, Rafaela dropped the doughnut, letting out a curse right after.

“What are you doing here?” the omega asked, ente