The Dark Side of His Mates

Ashley’s eyes blinked, gasping at the sight of the figure who had just prevented him from throwing his fist back at Michael.

In front of him at this time was a man with a calm and mature personality, thin lips that were barely visible, and deep yet calming eyes.

It was a combination of a strong, masculine facial structure without leaving a shaved mark on the man’s perfect face.

The man had messy undercut hair that supported his natural good looks, making Ashley almost speechless. As if he fell under this man's charming spell.

"Is violence the only way you have to solve the problem?"

The man's voice was flat and deep, and his brown eyes were still fixed on him. At a glance, Ashley found himself admiring the man’s beauty. 

He had never seen such a dark beauty, filled with a mysterious aura. Yet it managed to attract him like a magnet. 

It was his first impression. Until his sense of smell made him understand that he shouldn't have been so taken with the man's attractions.

The man who had the guts to stop him from punching Michael just now was a human. Not a werewolf like him.

Ashley forcibly released his hand from his grip, trying hard to cover up the fact that he had fallen for the charms of the people he considered the lowest caste by putting on a stern face.

"Fuck off! It's none of your business!" He stepped closer to the man, who was strangely still putting on a calm face when facing him. 

Unlike other humans, who would be frightened when he emitted his werewolf aura like he was currently doing, there was not the slightest reaction of fear. The man still looked relaxed and calm. As if to tell him that his aura did not affect him.

While Michael was still cowering on the floor, shaking with fear. Likewise, the other humans in the corridor, who were not far from Ashley, collapsed on the floor without realizing it.

How did he keep his cool in the face of his werewolf aura?

"This is clearly my business. There is no way I would allow oppression or bullying in front of my own eyes."

"What is with these nonsense statements!?"

Ashley snorted in annoyance at the new student, pulled the man at the collar of his shirt, and pulled the man closer until their distances were a few inches apart. 

"You’ve got guts. I can see that. Normally, no one would dare stand in my way. Did you know what you have just done?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about," the man replied, full of innocence on his face until he gasped for a few seconds. "I am not familiar with the system here. I just moved into this city today."

"Ah, I see. That explained everything." Ashley nodded as he approached the human. "No wonder your face looks strange."

Ashley tried hard not to be bothered by the man's composed manner. Ashley tossed his body without hesitation, causing the man's body to bounce far back until his back hit the cracked wall quickly.

Several small pieces of debris fell along with the man. Ashley quickly ran over to the man and placed his left hand on the wall near the man's head, glaring at him in irritation.

"Look. There are general rules in this town that you should know. I am explaining it to you because you are still new to this place. Also, since I am being kind to you right now." Using his right hand, Ashley forced him to meet his eyes. "Listen to me carefully while I'm going to tell you the rules applied in this place, human."

"Okay. But wait. Can you tell me your name first before you start telling me the rules in this city?" 

"Ashley. Ashley Roderick." He lazily rolled his eyes as he answered the human’s question. "Are we done now?"

"Such a beautiful name. It suits you very well–"

"I didn’t ask your opinion, but whatever," he let out a long sigh before he continued to speak. "First, humans like you can’t act as freely as you want. Well, perhaps in your old place, werewolf-human relations were good or whatever. I don't fucking care about it.

"But here, in this city, we, the werewolves, are the rulers. And you need to take note that our words are absolute."

Instead of taking what he had just said seriously, he found the man smiling at him. The meaning of the smile itself was confusing for Ashley, who wanted to know whether this human was smiling purely with no intention or was smiling in an attempt to mock him.

"Is that so? So those old rules still apply in this city? Interesting."

The man’s response made Ashley even more furious than before. 

What the hell is with that response? Ashley muttered to himself while holding his annoyance at the strange human.

"Well, well, well. Look at you. Act cocky and arrogant in your new place, eh?" Ashley pressed the man with his right hand hard until it made him wince in pain. "Do you want to take Michael's place--"

"Sure. What's the harm? I will gladly take his place." The man responded by grasping Ashley's wrist in a forceful and strong grip. "But only under one condition."

His eyes widened for a moment when he saw the man’s reaction. But Ashley quickly hid his surprise by putting his calm face back on, staring intently at the man.

"What? Why should I care about your fucking condition--"

"You will let that student go and not bully other students. That is the only condition I want. You can use me as your bullying target instead. How does it sound?"

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