Chapter 7: She is Mine
Amy obviously hadn't expected that she would be assigned to the same group as me—the Omega she despised most.
At this moment, She looks very bad, yet her eyes blazed with dangerous light.
I could guarantee that if there weren't teachers and classmates present, she would definitely attack me.
Her lackeys were inevitably assigned to the same group as me too, since they always hung around together.
Lianna looked at me with disgust and complained to her companions: "God, what rotten luck today. I was looking forward to this PE class, but now I'm stuck with this filthy Omega. Her clothes, the smell she gives off—it all makes me sick. I swear she must live in some rat hole in the sewers!"
Finnian chose to ignore their complaints and continued arranging the groups.
Amy was so angry she kept stomping her feet. She had been something of a star in high school, never hesitating to show off her figure in PE class. Her proud chest and sexy curves had once made countless boys drool, and if I remembered correctly, even the PE teacher had favored her.
But everything had changed.
This was Moonlight College, where Alphas ruled. Looking around, the place was filled with wolves of noble birth.
Amy couldn't stand it and tried to stop Finnian's arrangement, standing beside him with her chest thrust out.
"Teacher, this isn't fair! Why do we have to be grouped with an omega? You know she'll drag us down. I demand a regrouping."
Her protest drew support from her companions, but Finnian seemed unmoved.
He was a tall, strong gamma with muscles all over, his arms thicker than Amy's thighs. His stern expression made the students somewhat intimidated—no one dared oppose his decisions.
But Amy seemed oblivious to this.
She began using her usual tactics, her voice becoming sickeningly sweet, as if soaked in honey—a trick that worked on many boys.
Her escalating coquettish behavior drew Finnian's displeasure.
He crossed his arms and looked at Amy, his deep eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, speaking more sternly: "Either obey my decision, or get out of my classroom right now. These are my rules, understand?"
Amy's ingratiating smile suddenly froze on her face, looking quite ridiculous.
Oh, of course I didn't want to be grouped with Amy, but knowing that her tricks wouldn't work in any setting gave me a strange sense of satisfaction. I enjoyed seeing her embarrassed.
I looked around at the watching students and, sure enough, their faces showed more or less disdainful expressions.
I gave a bitter smile. Indeed, everyone was unwilling to be grouped with an Omega, for obvious reasons.
If I were to plead with Finnian now, it would only ignite his anger and serve no purpose.
Amy came back after being rebuffed, deliberately bumping into me hard with her arm. "Listen, little bitch, I'm warning you one last time—behave yourself in the upcoming match! Don't drag us down."
I took a deep breath, focusing intently ahead. This match would be difficult, but I still had to try my best to get through it successfully.
The sharp whistle echoed through the gymnasium. I watched the ball coming from the opposite side, preparing to jump up to receive it, but the next second, a strong force knocked me off balance.
I looked up awkwardly to see Lianna with a bright, smug smile on her face.
I had been too naive. How could they possibly cooperate with me as a team? Not only that, they wouldn't miss any chance to bully me.
Sure enough, throughout the rest of the match, I was completely excluded and couldn't touch a single ball.
Finnian was very dissatisfied with my performance. If this continued, I would probably fail the class.
I gasped for breath, drenched in sweat. I couldn't care about anything else anymore. When the next opportunity came, I threw myself forward with all my might, pushing aside their bodies blocking my way.
"Damn bitch!"
Amy roared angrily behind me.
In her extreme anger, she almost transformed into her wolf form. Finnian sternly warned her for breaking the rules.
My face lit up with an excited smile. At least I had scored one point, hadn't I?
My behavior was undoubtedly provoking Amy, but I also felt a strange surge of determination rising within me.
That‘s right, Sophia, I told myself.
Finnian blew the whistle—the match was over. Although my score was still far behind the others, at least it wasn't zero.
I left the gymnasium faster than the others. My clothes were already soaked with sweat, and I had to change into clean clothes immediately.
I took dry clothes from the locker in the changing room. After closing the door, I saw Amy staring at me with a sinister smile.
I tried to calm my nervous heartbeat. This was the changing room, not the gymnasium—the familiar drama was about to begin again.
"We were competing just now, and what I did was fine," I insisted.
Amy raised an eyebrow: "Not bad, little bitch, but we're not competing now."
"You want to change clothes? Very well, I can help you." She signaled to the other girls. "Strip her clothes off. Remember, strip her completely clean, then make her kneel before me."
Their strength was too great. My energy had already been exhausted on the court, and I was no match for them at all.
My clothes were violently torn apart, even my underwear was stripped off completely.
I glared at her angrily, but my knees were kicked hard, and I fell to my knees in humiliation.
"Fuck, what are you doing?" A man's voice came from the doorway.
I instinctively covered my body, nervously swallowing, praying that whoever was outside wouldn't see me.
The men's changing room was right next door. I hadn't expected such bad timing—to be caught in this situation.
Amy's voice carried a hint of panic: "Theo?! It's nothing, we're just punishing an Omega."
I heard Theo's name and felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave.
But he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, as I heard footsteps getting closer. I tried to cover my private parts with my arms, but it was futile.
"Let her go." A low growl came from his throat.
Amy was obviously stunned. "Theo, why? She's just a lowly Omega."
Then, a sports jacket suddenly appeared on me, carrying a faint scent of sandalwood. The expected humiliation didn't come. I instinctively wrapped the fabric tightly around myself and looked up at Theo in disbelief.
His brow was slightly furrowed, a strange light flickering in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a playful smile.
He stared into my eyes and said slowly: "Because she is mine."