" This is really something..", Herim commented looking at the brainstorming that Syin did.

His vocabulary was excellent just that the way he wrote was really bad. Sect master taught them to write vertically from up to down and right to left. Syin on the other hand wrote horizontally from top to bottom and left to right.this made it look like he was scribbling everything everywhere.

This writing style is customary in the southern but he was raised in the palace so whoever taught him how to write must be a southern.

Only few can read and make sense of this writing style but because of the exposure that sect master has and Herim always being adventurous, he picked up this style from her and thus can read it.

" This is magnificent analysis mapping ", Herim spoke and half smiled at Syin who didn't react at all

Herim pulled his paper and gave it to Syin.

Syin like a baby read the paper and picked up his brush and started to correct what Herim had written.

He corrected a total of twenty characters and all the while Herim was leering at him

Of course he purposefully made those mistakes so that he can have Syin s handwriting on his papers. That is the only way he could try to check if Syin wasn't having any bad blood towards him

Subconsciously Herim assessed Syin s flawlessness. His hair was not on his face and it was completely exposed and so clean. The effects of tulip water for really show on his skin.Syin was so firm and put-together , expressionless and cold. Like a corpse at the bottom of a freezing lake.

Herim has clear skin and baby-faced features but for some reason those are way less amiable than those of Syin especially when he is looking so focused.

Honestly it would he so much better if they would form a telekinetic path but then again hearing Syin s voice in his head all the time is kinda of 'weird '.

" Atypical" Syin spoke.

Herim curled his eyebrows. What on earth is this baby-minded wolf saying

" The poet says that when one missed home, everything feels different. Their daily routine makes them feel like they are puppets and they wonder of they are really alive. The people around them seem unfamiliar, the place they are in feel different and their emotions feel foreign. In general existing feels defaulted in the sense that they are alive because they are not dead ", Syin spoke slowly while writing everything.

" He is not talking about home.", Herim answered while looking at Syin

" He is talking about ..", Herim paused . How does he say this without sounding like he can relate.

He knows that Syin can read between the lines and that is really commendable but he earnestly doesn't want Syin to get bothered by the things he might pick up from Herim s tone. Why Herim thinks that Syin cares is exact so all this hesitation is on the basis of probability .

" Never mind , let's just use your concept. It's cuter', he answered then turned ahead begin re-writing

' he is doing it again. The thing where he does not complete his sentences' Syin thought to himself .

At the point where his association with Herim is right now, it's not stable for him to be nosy about his personal matters. According to Syin, Herim is too fragile and scares away easily. Anything with those tags should be handled with caution.

*****

" Am so tired already", Claudia complained and then she looked to Valian who was paging through the poem book and not exactly brainstorming.

Claudia s obsession with Valian is sort of on the 'am addicted to the way you hate me' basis.

Aside from the obviously beautiful features, she is solemnly tempting to have as a partner . Skillful fighter who gets the job done without fail . She is funny, filthy rich ,a bit selfish but limitlessly considerate. She has an interesting personality,tough nut to crack and very devoted . The whole package in one place. A total ten out of ten for the ideal girlfriend .

As flattering as that is , it does nothing to shake Valian . Some wolves think that maybe Valian is on some illegal substance to not be appreciative to have a girl like this around him , better yet serving herself to him on a silver platter

"V, am having duckling dumplings later. Would you like some to eat?",she asked him knowing very well that he wouldn't come at all.

" Do you not have obligations? ', Joln asked writing the poem theme without asking for help

Joln has too much of an innocent kind of ego which makes him believe that no one can do a better job than him and thinks t am work is just an excuse for loitering and is always counterproductive. As such he is always working alone and he wouldn't prefer it any other way.

" I do and it's called Valian",she answered flirtatiously and she went on to place her hand on Valian s leg.

" You're gonna lose that hand in the next four seconds", Joln answered and Claudia smirked not really believing a word coming out of his mouth.

" He wouldn't use that in class.", Claudia answered raising her hand slowly up Valian s leg.

About ten centimeters from his waist, fire started to burn her hand .

The heat started to grow with time and she started to panic therefore begun to surveil the room.

She tried to lift the hand off but there was some fiery tentacles trespassing into her flesh from Valian and those elongations where keeping her clued.

The tentacles continued to penetrate deeper into her hand and slowly , slowly the heat free like a wild-fire.

It hurt so much but there was no scalding or wounding that was happening at all.

This feeling was so discomfortable but she couldn't scream .And instead she bit her lips between her teeth, unawarely held her breath and shuddered as the tentacles continued to seep further and further , burning every capillary that existed in her way.

She feared to move but she could not stay still as the neat was starting to reach her elbow. She kicked Valian s foot and when he turned to look at her the fire and tentacles released her at once and she grasped for aie

Valian uninterestedly looked her and just felt she was begging for drama. The heat would not burn that much at all. He is still learning the art of fire and smoke so he is not very effective at it. Plus he is doing it as a hobby as his option is weapon cultivation.

She completely turned with her heart still racing and half her hand still feeling like her bone marrow is now ashes. Claudia peered to Valian and aggressively kicked him again

" Why didn't you just finish me off?", She yelled at him

" Lang Claudia, that much testosterone can mess with your head but this is class . behave!! ", Sect master reprimanded her in a mockery way.

" Don't worry , sect master. Am not getting any of it", she angry-smiled and fought the need to swear and attack at the ' cartoon old-lady'.

" That's exactly the problem ",she answered and everyone in class laughed ..

Joln three quarter smiled while Valian dreaded the thought

A curtain of embarrassment concealed Claudia making it very plausible to see what was racing across her mind.

Right here in this class , Ms Lang Claudia, junior weapon cultivator imagined the young royal sitting net to him shirtless holding one of the many whips at the training session. The beast with the whip was very deranged and sweating all over with his entire back that was decorated in ceremonial markings of heavy black.

She saw herself bounded to the wall by fire handcuffs on all her limbs and neck like a fugitive. Her hair drenched in sweat from fear, whole exposed and her body unclothed. Her eyes gawking at the lean, thick , stern muscles of the beautiful, hungry dynamite domineering the space. Though they were distanced, she could feel , all the curves of his formation , all the pulsations of his veins and all the rigid bulges of hi existence

The look she pictured in the rebel was that of menace, destruction, thirst , domination, rage and appetite. All that was in his eyes was the need to tear her apart, to rip her soul , entirely and body bare . All of the anger he housed inside he wanted to release by tormenting and rupturing her with the only weapon he is comfortable losing control of ,. his..

"Disgusting!!", Joln commented and immediately Valian stood up and he walked to Syin s table.

Thanks to Claudia, the air in the room , especially this space was polluted by un-welcome component

Her pheromone smelled like vinegar mixed with rotting grass in a coffin corrupted with maggots. It's enough to make anyone feel the need to throw up

This pheromone gets stacked in the female wolf when she is on heat and is released when the female develops the need to get dominated and colonized in very intimate ways..

The magic for this pheromone is that it can become targeted meaning that it can affect only some wolf. It's not something that one can control , it just happens.

Anyway when the pheromone becomes targeted, it means that it uses some of the wolf s energy and then is produced uniquely.

To target wolves , the pheromone will smell normal like the odor of something from nature akin to a tree, wood or mud . To others it smells like all this repulsive Though the sell or scent is very welcome to targeted wolves, the effect is very impolite. It makes certain body parts of the affected wolf very rigid and thus invoke the need to find the wolf producing the smell and dominate her to release the arbitrarily pent-up fury.

Any other wolf can help the infuriated wolf but because of the pheromone s mechanism and chemical computer , the wolf can't think of anything else except the source of the pheromone that is making them gradually aggravated and the need to tear them apart using their dense body parts

So right now , Claudia s pheromone is targeting some wolves but they won't react in a set-up like this . They can try to control their 'need to feed' for a little while but any longer than that, any obstacle between them and Claudia would lose its integrity

This is not the first time that a female has released this in the school and it is not definitely not the first time she has released it in front of Valian. By the only problem is no matter how many times, she releases it, Valian never ever reacts. He doesn't not act absurdly and it's really mysterious why it never works on him. At one point in every female s life she should release pheromones that eventually collectively affect all those near her. But that theory is very subjective to a large amount of criticism

Anyway everyone who smelled the pheromone got tense. Whatever the case females can't smell it at all so eight wolves in the room are completely numb to the discomfort that everyone is going through. However there were some cases where the females also developed an appetite for submission

" Valian, why did you abandon Joln?", Sect master asked him

" No reason ", he answered , proceeding to sit down towards the wall , pulling some books and reading .them

Herim stood up and he walked from the table towards Claudia who was with Joln . He felt a tiny bit annoyed that Valian came but he doesn't want to believe that is why he is moving. Meaning he also doesn't know why he is moving away

Ten seconds later , he occupied the space that was initially belonging to Valian.

Like his gaze was an insult, when he turned to face Claudia, Joln shot up from the bench and he walked to his friends.

An entire climate of compression launched throughout Herim s heart and he felt like it was also going dry and shriveling. How much this single moment drained him to see Joln move away because of Herim s presence .

Even if he has Syin who is super congenial, he can't help being hung over Joln. How much he is is willing to sacrifice to just have a moment of no abhorrence between the two of them just like when he is with Syin.

Honestly Herim does not know what he should do to make Joln stop loathing him. He can't come up with a single idea of how to make Joln bare the sight of his face ,even if it's just for a day. Is it really too much to ask to not be hated by this one particular wolf?