Chapter 1
In the shadowed spires of Blue Moon Park, a prestigious academy nestled deep within ancient forests, supernatural elites from across realms converged to hone their powers. The school, ruled by a lineage of werewolf alphas, demanded excellence from its royal students—vampires, wizards, and shifters alike. But even in this haven of magic, bureaucracy faltered. A clerical error paired three unlikely heirs as roommates in the opulent Crescent Dorm: a vampire prince, a wizard noble, and a werewolf omega.
First to arrive was Elias Voss, the vampire. At 200 years old but frozen in the bloom of 20 human years, he stood an imposing 6'4", his frame lean yet muscled like carved marble under pale skin that gleamed faintly in the dim light. His dark hair fell in tousled waves over piercing crimson eyes, and his jawline could cut glass—straight-out handsome, with an aura of untouchable aristocracy. As heir to the Voss bloodline, he expected deference, not shared quarters. He tossed his leather satchel onto the largest bed, fangs glinting in a scowl as he surveyed the lavish room with its velvet drapes and enchanted hearths.
Next came Theo Blackwood, the wizard, slipping in quietly at 20 years old. Standing at a solid 6'0", he had the average handsome look of someone who turned heads without trying—warm brown hair cropped short, hazel eyes sharp with intellect, and a build honed by spellcasting drills rather than brute force. From a royal wizard dynasty, he was next in line for the arcane throne, but his easygoing demeanor hid a calculating mind. He paused at the door, eyebrow arching at the vampire's territorial sprawl. "This must be a joke," Theo muttered, claiming the middle bed with a flick of his wrist that levitated his trunk into place.
Last was Riley Lune, the 22-year-old werewolf omega, a ginger-haired vision of feminine beauty who moved with a petite, twinkish grace. At just 5'4", his lithe body curved softly—slender hips swaying, full lips parted in perpetual curiosity, and emerald eyes framed by long lashes. His fiery red locks cascaded in soft waves to his shoulders, accentuating his delicate features. Unlike the others, Riley wasn't the heir; his older brother held that title as successor to Blue Moon Park itself. As an omega in a pack of alphas, he was used to being overlooked, but his royal blood still simmered with quiet fire. He clutched his bag tightly, cheeks flushing as he eyed the occupied space. "Uh, hi? I think there's been a mix-up."
From the start, the air crackled with disdain. Elias, straight as an arrow and accustomed to adoring human thralls, viewed the omega's femininity as weak and the wizard's casual magic as parlor tricks. "A runt wolf and a spell-slinging boy? This dorm is beneath me," he sneered, lounging against the wall with arms crossed, his height making him tower over them both.
Theo shot back, his bi curiosities notwithstanding—he found Elias's arrogance grating and Riley's softness distracting in the worst way. "Says the bloodsucker who probably sparkles in sunlight. We're all stuck here, so deal with it." He unpacked grimoires, ignoring the vampire's glare.
Riley, gay and drawn to strong presences despite himself, felt the sting deepest. The vampire's raw handsomeness made his pulse race, and the wizard's steady gaze stirred something unspoken, but their dismissals hurt. "I'm not a 'runt.' And this is my brother's school—maybe show some respect." His voice trembled, feminine lilt cutting through the tension, but they only rolled their eyes.
Days blurred into a cold war. Elias hunted alone at night, returning with the scent of fresh blood that made Riley's wolfish nose wrinkle. Theo buried himself in studies, his spells occasionally singeing Elias's clothes in 'accidents.' Riley tried mediating, his omega instincts urging harmony, but ended up retreating to his bed, feeling like an intruder in his own space. They were each other's types in twisted ways—Elias's commanding presence ignited Riley's submissive urges, Theo's balanced allure tempted his bi fluidity, and Riley's beauty teased at Elias's straight boundaries while Theo eyed him hungrily—but pride kept them at odds.
The breaking point came during a full moon lockdown, when Blue Moon Park's wards sealed the dorms to contain wild energies. Trapped inside, tempers flared over a spilled potion that stained Elias's shirt. "Watch your clumsy hands, wizard!" the vampire growled, shoving Theo against the wall.
"Back off, fang-face," Theo retorted, but his eyes flicked to Riley, who hovered nearby, heart pounding.
Riley, scenting the rising pheromones, blurted, "Why don't we just... get to know each other? Properly. No words, just... this." His cheeks burned, but the idea spilled out—an old omega rite to bond through touch, twisted for the moment. To his shock, the others paused, the air thick with unspoken tension.
Elias's crimson eyes narrowed, but curiosity won. "Fine. One time. To shut you both up." Theo nodded, a smirk playing on his lips.
It started tentatively in the moonlit common area, the three circling like predators. Riley stepped forward first, his petite frame pressing against Elias's tall one. The vampire's hands gripped the omega's slim waist, pulling him close. Riley tilted his head up, lips brushing Elias's in a soft kiss that deepened quickly. Elias's mouth claimed his, tongue thrusting in with dominant force, fangs grazing Riley's lower lip just enough to draw a bead of blood. The omega whimpered, his cock hardening against the vampire's thigh as hands roamed—Elias's fingers digging into Riley's ass, squeezing the firm cheeks through his pants.
Theo watched, heat building, before joining. He slid behind Riley, his 6'0" body enveloping the smaller one. Lips found the omega's neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, while his hands slipped under Riley's shirt to pinch his sensitive nipples. Riley moaned into Elias's kiss, grinding back against Theo's growing erection.
The vampire broke away, eyes dark with lust. "Strip him," he commanded Theo, who obeyed, yanking Riley's shirt off to reveal smooth, pale skin dusted with freckles. Elias's mouth descended, licking a trail down the omega's chest, sucking on one nipple while Theo worked the pants down, freeing Riley's throbbing cock—average but leaking pre-cum.
Riley's hands fumbled with Elias's belt, pulling out the vampire's thick, veined shaft, pale and rigid at 8 inches. He dropped to his knees, the petite twink taking the head into his mouth, sucking eagerly. Tongue swirled around the tip, tasting the salty essence, as Elias groaned, threading fingers through ginger hair to guide deeper. "Fuck, that's it—suck my cock, omega."
Theo shed his own clothes, his 7-inch dick hard and curving slightly. He knelt beside Riley, kissing him sloppily while the omega bobbed on Elias. Then Theo stood, offering his length to Riley's free hand, which stroked firmly. The wizard's hips bucked, pre-cum slicking the strokes.
They moved to the rug, bodies tangling. Elias flipped Riley onto all fours, spreading his ass cheeks to expose the tight pink hole. "You want this?" the vampire teased, spitting on his fingers to probe inside. Riley nodded frantically, pushing back as Elias's digits stretched him, scissoring deep.
Theo positioned in front, feeding his cock into Riley's mouth. The omega gagged slightly but took it, hollowing cheeks to suck while Elias lined up and thrust in—bare, the vampire's cock filling him completely. Riley cried out around Theo's shaft, the burn turning to pleasure as Elias pounded relentlessly, balls slapping against skin.
"Tight little pussy," Elias grunted, though it was ass, his straight resolve bending in the heat. He fucked harder, hands bruising Riley's hips.
Theo pulled out, moving behind to kiss Elias roughly, tongues battling as they shared the omega. Then Theo slid under Riley, sucking his cock while Elias continued thrusting. Riley's body shook, overwhelmed—mouth free to gasp, "Yes, fuck me, both of you!"
The pace built, sweat-slicked skin sliding. Elias came first, burying deep and flooding Riley's ass with cool vampire cum, groaning low. The sensation pushed Riley over, spurting into Theo's mouth, who swallowed greedily before flipping up to jerk himself off onto Riley's back.
Panting, they collapsed in a heap, the make-out session evolving into raw, knowing intimacy. Touches lingered—Elias tracing Riley's freckles, Theo nuzzling his neck—barriers crumbling in the afterglow.
But dawn broke, and with it, reality. Elias pulled away first, wiping his mouth with a scoff. "That was... educational. Don't expect repeats." He dressed sharply, crimson eyes cold again.
Theo chuckled, but distance crept in. "Yeah, one and done. Back to studying."
Riley curled up, sated yet hollow, his omega heart aching. "Whatever you say."
The dislike returned, sharper now with the memory of shared heat. They avoided eye contact, beds unshared, but the air hummed with what they'd tasted—each other's types, briefly claimed, before reverting to their haughty, isolated selves in the halls of Blue Moon Park.
