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Wednesday Addams had always sworn that she would become nothing like her mother, ever since she was old enough to make her own decisions. Morticia Addams was everything Wednesday wasn’t. Morticia was open with her emotions, she was kind and caring towards others in her own ‘Addams’ way. Wednesday, on the other hand, kept her true feelings locked away and certainly wasn’t known for her kindness. Unless they were family, she didn’t pay others much mind.

That was, until she met Enid Sinclair.

If Wednesday had vowed to differ from Morticia, it was because she never expected to become just like her father. Gomez Addams worshipped the ground his wife walked on. He loved freely with his heart on his sleeve and would do anything for his family. Enid had offhandedly called Gomez a "simp" once, not that Wednesday knew what that meant exactly. But the way Enid said it told Wednesday the assessment was likely accurate.

However, Wednesday was in no position to mock her father, for she had become just like him. Ever since she recognized her true feelings for her colourful roommate, she had become utterly obsessed. Enid was the sole subject of Wednesday's every waking thought. She wanted to be with the bubbly werewolf at all times. Even her gritty crime novel now featured a bright, pastel colour-wearing werewolf as Viper's partner. She would do anything for Enid, so if Gomez Addams was considered a "simp", then what did that make her?

But much to Wednesday's surprise, her affections were reciprocated. Wednesday's peculiar actions had aroused Enid's suspicions. It wasn't until Yoko had practically screamed in Enid's face that Wednesday clearly had feelings for her that Enid started to believe her friend might be right.

One love confession on their balcony later and the two were officially an item.

If Nevermore Academy was intimidated by Wednesday Addams before, they were absolutely terrified of her now that she had her own personal werewolf by her side. While Enid's bright and bubbly exterior was indeed genuine, it certainly hid her willingness to disembowel anyone daring to hurt those she cared for. And Enid was willing to threaten those whispering harshly about Wednesday behind her back.

That was all in the past now. Nearly a year had passed since those events. Fortunately, Wednesday and Enid's relationship had only continued to strengthen with time. Of course, there were a few bumps early on. Wednesday’s refusal to confide her investigations in Enid and Enid’s tendency to conceal her true emotions had led to several arguments. However, none severe enough to cause permanent damage to their relationship. After several talks and ‘dealing’ with a meddlesome stalker in the forest, the pair had worked through their issues.

Now, all in all, Wednesday would have to admit that for once in her life, she felt genuinely happy. Her writing was progressing well with a publisher expressing interest in publishing her novel pending small adjustments, which Wednesday was willing to consider. Most significantly, her relationship with Enid was better than ever. Along the way, she had even managed to make… friends, outside of Eugene. Even Enid's friends had begun to accept her into their circle as well. As irritating as she often found Yoko, Wednesday had to acknowledge that she had grown fond of the eccentric vampire.

But there was one issue that had been bugging Wednesday for quite some time now.

Enid refused to sleep with her, in more than the PG-13 sense.

Wednesday had heard tales about the insatiable nature of werewolves in bed. It was said that they would ravage their partners, consumed by their desire to breed and create future generations of their kind. While this idea had never particularly interested Wednesday in the past, the idea of anyone touching her down below used to be enough to make her heave, now she couldn't deny that as her relationship with Enid deepened, she had become increasingly eager for their first time together.

For Enid wasn't just any werewolf, though. She was an Alpha, the future leader of her pack. As an Alpha, Enid was considerably stronger than the other wolves in the school, and to the pack was destined to sire the next generation of their kind.

But with her status as an Alpha came a change had appeared the day she presented.

A cock.

The revelation had startled Enid, despite being aware that female Alphas would develop cocks for breeding, causing her to wake up one morning to the sight of a bulging, erect cock tenting her sleep shorts, with a damp spot on the material where her tip was. It was her first ever morning wood, showcasing the size of her larger than average Alpha cock, with a slight bulb at the base where her knot resided until it was put to use.

Wednesday had been filled with excitement when she woke up one morning, feeling the heat and thickness of Enid's cock nestled between her ass, even with the barrier of clothing. In that moment, she had anticipated that this was the moment where Enid would take her on every surface of their dorm room, finally claiming her as her mate, breeding her and showing her off to everyone at school (for roleplaying purposes, of course. Wednesday had always said that any children she might have would have to wait until at least a few years after college.)

But to Wednesday's surprise and confusion, Enid had hastily retreated to the bathroom, her face flushed as red as a tomato, desperately hiding her erection with trembling hands. Wednesday couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of insult, especially when the sounds of Enid's gasps and the rhythmic movements of her self-pleasure reached Wednesday's ears through the closed bathroom door.

As the months passed, Wednesday's frustrations only intensified. Each morning, Enid would awaken with a throbbing cock, only to hastily retreat to the bathroom, leaving Wednesday lying in bed. She couldn't help but listen to the sounds of Enid's self-pleasure from the room next door, a constant reminder of their unfulfilled union. And when Enid finally emerged from the bathroom, her smile would disguise any trace of what had happened.

Wednesday had always been confident and self-assured. Self-conscious was the last term she’d use to describe herself, but she was beginning to doubt her own desirability. Was there something wrong with her? Was she lacking in some way? Did Enid not find her sexually attractive?

At times, Wednesday even questioned if Enid expected her to take matters into her own hands, quite literally. With a flicker of hope, she decided to test the waters one morning, gently grinding her clothed ass against Enid's pulsating cock, letting out soft moans as she attempted to rouse her girlfriend. But to her dismay, Enid's reaction was far from what she had anticipated. With a startled yelp, Enid practically leaped out of bed, darting straight for the safety of the bathroom, leaving Wednesday to climb out of bed, get prepared for class, only this time she left alone.

So when Enid finally left the bathroom several minutes after, the blonde werewolf let out a confused whimper.

As Wednesday stormed into fencing class, Bianca Barclay knew immediately that something was off. While it was no secret that the heiress of the Addams family often looked like she was ready to kill everyone in the room, today was different. Since Wednesday had joined Nevermore, Bianca had become quite adept at reading the girl. The tight grip on her bag handle, her rarely dishevelled braids and the way she held her head even lower than usual all pointed to one undeniable truth.

Wednesday Addams was upset.

Bianca recognized the urgency of the situation as Wednesday made her way toward her, sabre tightly grasped in her hand. In any other circumstance, Bianca relished the opportunity to fence with an angry Wednesday, but the look in Wednesday's eyes warned Bianca that today was different. She had a feeling that if given the chance, Wednesday would not hesitate to strike to kill.

It was clear to Bianca that she needed to intervene before things escalated further. As much as she enjoyed the thrill of the sport, her own safety and well-being took precedence.

Bianca looked at Wednesday, her concern shining through her eyes as she asked, "Addams, you okay?"

With a curt nod, Wednesday gripped her mask under her arm, her voice cutting through the tension, "fine. Let's dispense with the small talk, Barclay. I'm not in the mood to talk today."

Bianca shrugged, a smirk dancing on her lips, "and I'm not in the mood to be made into sushi today. I'm not fighting you when you're angry, Wednesday. Believe it or not, I value my life."

A hint of satisfaction flickered in Wednesday's eyes, "a wise decision to not fight me when I'm angry, sure," she acknowledged, "however, I assure you I am not in a bad mood. I am simply-"

"Yeah, I call BS," Bianca interrupted, "hate it or not, Wednesday, but I’ve known you for a few years now. I can tell when you're pissed off. Plus, you damn near bit off Barnaby's head when you came in just because he almost knocked into you, which, let's face it, happens more often than not, and normally you just ignore him."

"Perhaps I grew tired of his clumsiness," Wednesday simply shrugged, her tone nonchalant, "if you're not going to spar, I will find another partner. Perhaps this is when we part ways, Barclay. I have appreciated our time together but perhaps it’s time we find new partners."

With that, Wednesday turned away to survey the class.

Rolling her eyes at the girl’s dramatics, Bianca knew Wednesday was bluffing. The Addams heiress had made it clear countless times that she deemed no one in the class worthy of her attention or skill level except herself. It was highly unlikely that Wednesday would risk wasting a class fencing with a subpar partner.

"Look, Wednesday, believe it or not, but I consider you a friend," Bianca spoke softly, her words capturing Wednesday's attention. The girl glanced over her shoulder, "and if something is really bothering you, I wanna help."

To Bianca's surprise, Wednesday let out a sigh, a flicker of vulnerability crossing her features. Reluctantly, she turned to face Bianca, her suspicious eyes fixed on her. Stepping closer, Wednesday confessed the truth.

"I am having issues with Enid."

Bianca's frown deepened as she absorbed Wednesday's revelation, her empathy guiding her actions. Sensing the need for privacy, she gently led Wednesday to a secluded corner of the classroom, shielding them from prying eyes and unwanted eavesdroppers.

"What, like 'relationship' issues?" Bianca asked, her voice laced with genuine concern.

Wednesday furrowed her brow, contemplating her response, "I am not sure. There's just a certain element of our relationship that has been affecting me lately."

Curiosity tinged Bianca's voice as she probed further, "what is it?"

With a heavy sigh, Wednesday confessed, "Enid... will not be intimate with me."

Had Bianca been drinking, she would have surely spewed her drink all over Wednesday in sheer surprise. Her eyes remained fixed on Wednesday, unblinking, as she processed this unexpected piece of information.

"Hold up, intimate?" Bianca's frown deepened, "as in… she won't have sex with you?"

“Indeed," Wednesday affirmed.

Bianca's confusion grew, "haven't you guys been together for like a year?"

"Around that, yes," Wednesday admitted.

Bianca's disbelief was palpable, "nearly a year and you haven't gotten busy yet?"

"Unfortunately, no," Wednesday sighed, shaking her head, "I am interested. Very much so. And I thought Enid was too but her latest actions have me confused."

“What do you mean?” Bianca asked.

"...I assume you're aware of Enid being an alpha?"

Bianca snorted, "of course, the whole school is. The pastel werewolf becomes the new alpha after the Furs basically ostracised her. Shit's hilarious. Why?"

Wednesday cautiously continued, "are you aware of what happens to female alphas?"

Bianca nodded her head, “I heard they get taller, buffer, that sort of thing. Like a second puberty.”

"All true. However, there is another addition female alphas gain during their presentation. Female alphas develop penises upon presenting," Wednesday disclosed, “so they can ‘breed’.”

The shock lingered in Bianca's expression, “you mean Enid has a-"

Wednesday interrupted Bianca with a nod, "yes. I assumed that upon presenting, Enid may have become more open to the idea of intimacy. I thought that perhaps that was what she was waiting for. However, since presenting, she will not let me touch her. I... I don't know how to feel about it. I keep thinking it over. Could it be something I've done wrong? I’ve looked over our latest interactions and I cannot think of anything I might’ve said that would upset her, but we all know social cues are not my area of expertise."

Bianca's immediate response was to shake her head vehemently, "hey, no. I'm sure there's a good explanation for it, but it won't be your fault, I know it."

A flicker of doubt crossed Wednesday's face, "how do you know?"

"Because she's Enid," Bianca explained gently, "she loves you with everything she has. Plus, if you had done something wrong, you can trust that Enid would tell you. She has in the past. You just need to talk to her, tell her how you feel. It’ll be difficult, but it's the only way to find what's going on."

“Tell her how I feel?” Wednesday deadpanned, "a terrible idea, Barclay. I’m shocked."

“I mean… isn’t telling her how you feel how you got Enid in the first place?” Bianca raised an eyebrow. Wednesday opened her mouth to retort, but slowly closed her jaw.

Touché, Wednesday thought.

When Enid finally returned to the dorm room, the night sky in full effect with the half-moon hovering directly above the school, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Wednesday sitting there, arms crossed, her typewriter abandoned on the desk. Her remained untouched at the side, no sign of any updates made to the story. Wednesday had clearly been waiting all afternoon for Enid. The fact that she had forgone her writing time did not fill Enid with confidence.

An anxious laugh escaped Enid's lips as she hastily greeted her girlfriend, making a beeline for her half of the room. But Wednesday remained silent, her gaze fixed on Enid as she turned around.

Suddenly, Wednesday stood up and approached Enid, her footsteps silent, causing the blonde werewolf to jump in surprise when she turned back around to find Wednesday mere inches from her. The room fell into a tense silence as Wednesday finally spoke.

“We need to talk,” Wednesday announced.

Enid nervously chuckled, attempting to mask her unease, "sure. About what?"

Wednesday's gaze locked onto Enid as she spoke, “I want to know why you won't be intimate with me. I understand that in the beginning, we were still getting used to the new dynamic of our relationship, and I respected your hesitance. But now, after nearly a year of dating, we still haven't consummated our relationship. I would understand if you're not ready. In fact, I would understand if you told me you never wanted to be intimate, but the fact that you won't even talk to me about it, that you pretend like nothing is happening, tells me there's more to the story."

Blushing deeply, Enid stumbled over her words, "I... I didn't realize you were ready for that step."

Wednesday's glare intensified, her voice laced with annoyance, "that's clearly a lie, Enid. I've made my desires known every time I wake up with your cock pressed against my ass. So don't tell me you feel nothing. The way you rush to the bathroom every morning to relieve yourself tells me otherwise."

Enid's blush deepened, her gaze shifting to the floor. She let out a sigh, her voice tinged with resignation as she dropped onto her bed, "you wouldn't understand."

The words struck a nerve in Wednesday, "understand what, Enid? That you don't seem to want me sexually? That you don't talk to me about these things? I hope you see the irony here, Enid. For once, I am the one complaining about one of us hiding things."

Defensively, Enid's voice wavered as she responded, "no, I mean you wouldn't understand. You're not ranked."

A rare flicker of pain crossed Wednesday's face, her eyes narrowing in hurt confusion, "when I first courted you, you told me it didn't matter that I wasn't ranked."

“It doesn’t,” Enid shook her head, “not to me, anyway.”

Wednesday grit her teeth, “I want an explanation. Now.”

Enid let out a weary sigh, "Wednesday, you have to understand that Outcast factions with ranking systems have their own set of rules and traditions, and they’re not really keen on those who bond with those who aren’t within that ranking system.

“They'll accept Alpha Werewolves bonding with Omega Vampires or Alpha Vampires bonding with Omega Sirens but when it comes to normies or unranked Outcasts like yourself, they tend to be less accepting."

Confusion etched across Wednesday's face as she processed Enid's words, "I still don't understand how this relates to our lack of intimacy," she said, her voice tinged with frustration.

Blushing deeply, Enid continued her explanation, "whilst all Outcasts with a ranking system have their own rules and traditions, we all share one singular tradition. We can bond with other Outcasts or normies regardless of rank, but we’re only allowed to mate with those who hold a rank. An Alpha, an Omega and even a Beta cannot mate with a regular human or an unranked Outcast, as they’re deemed… ‘unworthy’."

A surge of anger coursed through Wednesday, her voice rising, "and this is the reason we haven't been intimate? Because of some archaic tradition?"

Enid's nodded, meeting Wednesday's gaze head-on, "yes, Wednesday. That's precisely why. We are not allowed to."

Now pacing, frustration and disbelief filled Wednesday's eyes as she demanded, "why have I never heard of this tradition before? I've studied werewolves since I could read!"

Enid's voice wavered with defensiveness, "it's not exactly widely known or discussed, Wednesday. It's one of those hidden traditions that’s only known by us Outcasts. Not many write about it or share it openly because… because normally those who are ranked only bond with others who are ranked."

A flicker of hurt crossed Wednesday's features, "you should have told me, Enid. You should have explained this before we even started our relationship,” Wednesday's frustration turned into defiance, "why should we let some outdated tradition dictate our relationship? You know me, Enid. I'm not one to conform to tradition."

Enid's voice trembled with sorrow, "Wednesday, it's more serious than that. This isn’t just a tradition we can choose to ignore. Most Outcasts have their own governing bodies that operate alongside the normie governments. The Vice-President is literally a werewolf for crying out loud. If a ranked Outcast were to mate with an unranked being, we’re talking about far more than exile from their community."

Her words hung heavily in the air, and Wednesday's disgust was evident on her face, "Enid, this is preposterous."

Enid huffed in frustration, "yes, Wednesday, I know it is! But it’s the truth. Yes, I would love to mate with you. What do you think I think of when I’m getting myself off every morning?! But if we were to have sex, my pack, my community, they would invalidate any attempt at marriage we make. They’d refuse to recognize us as a legitimate couple.

“Even if the normies allowed us to get married, I wouldn't be considered your next of kin, and in the eyes of the community, our bond would hold no weight or significance. Any children we were to have, the only person who they would be considered to belong to would be me. My own kind would not consider you their parent, even though you gave birth."

Wednesday's eyes blazed with anger as she retorted, "I don't care what the werewolf community says! We would marry regardless of their opinions or recognition."

Enid's voice quivered with a mix of sadness and desperation as she tried to make Wednesday understand the gravity of the situation, "Wednesday, you still don't understand! When I say they won't recognize our marriage, I mean they won't allow it. They hold the power to veto our union, even if the normies are okay with it. It wouldn't just be a matter of societal disapproval; it would be a legal and practical denial of our rights as spouses."

A shiver ran down Wednesday's spine as she absorbed Enid's words. She sat down next to her, "so, you're telling me that I wouldn't be able to act as your emergency contact? Hospitals, police... they wouldn't recognize me as your family in case of an emergency?"

Enid's voice cracked as she nodded, "yes, Wednesday. That's exactly what it means. Our love, our commitment, our bond as mates would be disregarded. We would have no legal recognition of our bond. If you were to be in an accident and you were dying, I wouldn’t be able to see you. The hospital would not see me as your wife. I’d be nothing more than a roommate you kiss and have sex with in their eyes."

Wednesday's desperation grew, “but how would they even know? It's not like they can spy on us!"

“Wednesday, do you really care about us having sex this much?”

“It’s not just about sex!” Wednesday snapped, “it’s the fact that our relationship is being dictated by an ancient tradition no one has ever heard of before. Our lives would be in the hands of people who wouldn’t even know what we were doing, and you’re just letting them.”

“I’m not just letting them,” Enid's gaze softened, "you can’t hide this, Wednesday. The majority of Outcasts have far better senses compared to normies or even Outcasts like you. Right now, I can literally smell a deer several miles away that Jason killed for sport. You can’t. When it comes to something like sex, we can smell it."

Wednesday's eyes widened in realization, "so... others would be able to smell it on us? They would know?"

Enid nodded, resigned, "yeah. Other Outcasts would be able to smell it. It's not something we can hide or keep secret within our own community. The first time Yoko slept with Divina, I could smell it on her for a week, and I knew it was Div because Yoko’s scent suddenly had salt water and lemon mixed in."

"So, they would know, and they would judge us for it?" Wednesday sighed.

Wednesday's frustration reached a boiling point. She rose from the bed and marched towards the door. Enid's voice followed her.

"Wednesday, where are you going? Please, talk to me."

Wednesday turned to face Enid, "I need to be alone for a while, Enid. I need time to think, to process all of this."

Enid's voice trembled, "but... are you angry at me?"

Wednesday's eyes softened, "no, Enid. I'm not angry at you. I’m angry at this pathetic tradition that is keeping us from being together fully, but I am upset that you kept something so major from me.”

With a final glance, Wednesday turned and walked out of the room, leaving Enid behind.

After Enid’s revelation, Wednesday found solace within the confines of the school library. She was nestled in a quiet corner of the library, surrounded by towering stacks of books. Despite the lateness of the hour, the library remained open, still bustling with a few dedicated students immersed in their studies. Meanwhile amongst them, hidden behind shelves, a few couples engaged in passionate make-out sessions, their hushed whimpers adding to the ambience.

Lost in her thoughts, Wednesday was engrossed in the pages before her when a small shadow cast its presence over her book. Looking up from the pages, her eyes met the grinning face of Eugene, fellow Hummer from the Bee-Keeping Club and a close friend, clutching a stack of books under his arm. He reminded her of her younger brother, Pugsley.

"Hi Wednesday," Eugene greeted her, his voice filled with a friendly warmth, "I didn't expect to find you here so late. Late-night studying, huh?"

Wednesday offered him a half-hearted nod, her gaze returning to the books before her, "in a way, Eugene. I needed some quiet to gather my thoughts."

Eugene's curiosity piqued as he shifted the books in his arms, "everything okay?"

Wednesday closed the book in front of her, leaning back against the shelf.

"I've been having problems with Enid lately," she confessed, her voice tinged with frustration, "and tonight, I discovered something that could jeopardize our relationship."

Eugene's expression softened, “what do you mean?”

Wednesday hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to burden Eugene with her troubles. She knew he had a generous heart and a genuine desire to help, but this was her own personal struggle.

"I appreciate your offer, Eugene, but this is my problem. You don't have to concern yourself," Wednesday responded.

Eugene shook his head, "by the Hummer Code, your problems are my problems, Wednesday. If I can help, I want to.”

Wednesday sighed, "in the months that Enid and I have been dating, we have not been… intimate, not even once.”

Eugene blushed, “oh… okay.”

 “I confronted Enid about it earlier, and she revealed something to me, something I should’ve known when we first started dating," Wednesday continued.

Eugene's curiosity grew, despite the nature of the conversation. His brows furrowed with concern, "what do you mean?”

"Enid told me about how ranked Outcasts view mating with normies and unranked beings. It seems that they consider it taboo. Any ranked being that mates with a normie or unranked being will be exiled from their community and will not be recognised by their government."

To Wednesday's surprise, Eugene's eyes widened with recognition, "wait, I've actually heard of this tradition," he confessed.

“You have?” Wednesday frowned, “how?”

"One of my mom’s is a lawyer. She deals with Outcasts. She once had a client who was a Centaur,” Eugene revealed, “he’d mated with a normie, and apparently it caused a huge scandal in his herd. They kicked him from his community."

"What happened to him? Did your mother manage to get him back to his herd?"

Eugene's sadly shook his head, "she tried to help him, but the Centaurs refused. They believe that mating with an unranked is a betrayal.”

Wednesday’s eyes dropped, “I see.”

Eugene's eyes wandered around the area, settling on the piles of books scattered across Wednesday. His gaze lingered on the titles, "what are you looking for?"

"I was hoping to find some kind of loophole,” Wednesday explained, “some way to get around this tradition. But so far, I haven't found anything."

Eugene's determination flared, and without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed a book from the nearest pile. Wednesday's eyes widened, and she moved to intervene, but Eugene simply smiled and said, "Hummer Code."

His words hung in the air. Wednesday nodded, allowing Eugene to proceed. They both settled into a comfortable silence, their attention now focused on the pages before them.

Four hours later

Wednesday's frustration had finally reached its peak. Despite hours of tireless reading and over fifty books being meticulously examined, she had found nothing that offered any kind of loophole to her and Enid’s situation. Eugene, on the other hand, had finally succumbed to his exhaustion, his head gently resting on a book as he snored, unaware of Wednesday's growing discontent.

The library was now practically empty, bar them two and the librarian. The only sounds were now Eugene's soft snores and the turning of pages. Even Wednesday could start to feel the need for sleep creeping up on her. As she continued to read, her eyes grew heavy. Huffing, Wednesday shoved yet another book away from her, her gaze wandering around the library.

Nothing. Hours of research and there wasn’t even any mention of this tradition Enid had told her about. She briefly questioned if Enid had lied to her, but she immediately shoved such a thought away. If Enid didn’t want to be intimate with her, she would’ve told her… right?

It was then that her eyes caught sight of a book, perched high on a top shelf above the Outcast section, seemingly overlooked in her and Eugene’s search.

Frowning, Wednesday paced towards the bookcase, determination fuelling her steps. Climbing up onto the bookcase, she stretched her arm, her fingertips barely grazing the spine of the elusive book.

As her fingers managed to get a grip on the spine, Wednesday's foot slipped on the varnished wood and she fell to the floor, the book landing squarely on her face. Annoyed and slightly dishevelled, she tore the book off and threw it to the side, quickly glancing around, relieved to find that no one had witnessed her embarrassing mishap.

Taking a deep breath, Wednesday climbed to her feet and retrieved the book, its pages open. Her eyes instantly scanned the words.

Her heart skipped a beat, eyes widening in disbelief as she read the page. Here it was, documented for all to see. The Outcast tradition on mating with unranked beings, their views on such a matter.

Flipping the book over, Wednesday scanned the cover.

Between Worlds: Unearthing the Mysteries of Outcast Practices

It was a diary from some normie professor she had never heard of but here it all was. His recorded documents from his excursions into different Outcast communities. Werewolves, Sirens, Gorgons, Leviathans, you name it. All in detail about their cultures, their laws, traditions, etc.

But most importantly, what she needed and it had literally landed on her face. The open pages read about Outcast views on unranked beings, the tradition, the laws and such, but right at the bottom, literally a scribble in the corner, was a passage about… witnesses?

Could this be the answer she had been seeking all along? It seemed odd, unconventional even, but it seemed to be a way around their predicament.

Determined with newfound hope, Wednesday hurried back to her desk. Eugene still slumbered, oblivious to the world around him and to Wednesday’s euphoric moment. Silently gathering her belongings, she swiftly made her way to the librarian's desk to sign out the book.

As she was leaving, her good friend’s slumbering form flashed in her mind and Wednesday turned to the librarian, "if you would, I’d appreciate it if you kept an eye on Eugene. He's still fast asleep, and I don't want him to wake up alone but I have matters I need to attend to."

The librarian looked over to Eugene and sighed, reluctantly nodding, "of course.”

With a grateful nod, Wednesday hurried out of the library.

Wednesday burst into the dorm room, the door slamming shut behind her, jolting Enid awake from her peaceful slumber. Enid blinked blearily, her eyes struggling to adjust to the sudden intrusion. Confusion etched across her features as she watched as Wednesday threw her bag onto her bed and started rifling through the library book with a sense of urgency.

Enid's voice was laced with sleep and concern as she asked, "Wednesday, where have you been? You’ve been gone for hours. What's going on?"

Wednesday hushed her, her eyes still focused on the book in her hands, "I may have found something," she announced.

Curiosity piqued, Enid asked, "found something? For what?"

"A possible solution to our situation," She waved the book at Enid, not bothering to look up.

Enid’s eyes widened, “that’s… not possible.”

"And yet according to this book, it might just be."

Enid climbed out of bed, marching over, her scepticism evident on her face as she snatched the book from Wednesday's hands, earning a startled protest from the Addams. Ignoring her protests, Enid began frantically flipping through the pages, her gaze scanning the words to confirm Wednesday’s claims.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she realized that Wednesday was telling the truth. Enid looked up at Wednesday, "this can't be real."

“It is,” Wednesday replied.

“It can’t,” Enid emphasised, “I know my own traditions, Wednesday. I think I would’ve heard about this.”

Wednesday snatched the book back, “you also said it’s not a commonly known tradition for ranked Outcasts to be unable to mate with the unranked. Is it not possible you were simply unaware of this detail? It was the only book that mentioned your tradition after all.”

“I… I guess,” Enid replied.

Her eyes gleaming with determination, Wednesday reopened the book and began to read aloud, "according to this diary, a ranked Outcast can bond with a normie or any unranked being under one condition. The union must be witnessed and approved by an alpha, regardless of whether they come from the same community. The alpha must witness the entire bonding process in person, from start to finish, and give their explicit approval. Once this is done, the ranked and unranked beings' bond will be legally recognized."

Wednesday snapped the book shut, a rare smile gracing her lips. "This is it, Enid," she declared, her voice filled with determination.

Enid gave a hesitant smile in response, her eyes reflecting a hint of uncertainty. Wednesday frowned and asked, “what's wrong?"

Shaking her head, Enid confessed, "I'm just not sure about this, Wednesday."

Frustration crept into Wednesday's voice as she pointed out, "but this is our chance to be together. With no restraints, Enid. Don't you want that? "

"Of course, I do, Wednesday."

Angrily, Wednesday pressed further, "then what's the problem? Why are you avoiding it?" she huffed, “despite my inability to recognise societal norms, I am aware of how awkward this would be, but if this means we can be together, in full, I am willing to endure it. Are you?”

Enid argued, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "I… I don't know if I am. I mean, I hoped you were going to find a loophole, but I wasn't expecting the solution to be... having sex with each other in front of another alpha."

Enid snatched the book back from Wednesday's hands and started to read. She stumbled upon an entry penned by a professor, recounting the story of a Centaur and a normie who had their union witnessed and approved. They were even allowed to get married, with the professor present at their wedding, observing the merging of their two cultures. Enid couldn't help but acknowledge the truth in those words.

Sighing, Wednesday nodded, "we don't have to do it if you don't feel comfortable, Enid."

Enid's voice softened as she remarked, "but it's the only way we could truly be together, isn't it?" She pondered the implications of their love without said witness. No recognition as next of kin, no possibility of marriage or children. Complications would arise even in matters of their wills. This was their only way.

“We’d find a way to make it work,” Wednesday offered, but it was weak.

“No… we wouldn’t,” Enid shook her head, “we both know it. I… I want kids, and so do you. Could you really live knowing you’ll never be recognised as your own child’s mother?”

“I…” Wednesday faltered. She stopped.

"Who would even be our witness?" Enid asked, chuckling humourlessly, “how do you even walk up to someone and say ‘hey, I wanna marry my GF in the future. Wanna watch us fuck so we can?’”

Wednesday thought for a moment before she suggested, "perhaps Bianca? She's a Siren Alpha and we have a good rapport. Perhaps she might be willing to help us."

Enid shook her head, “you have a good rapport with her. I… I tolerate Bianca, because she’s changed, but it doesn’t change the fact she picked on me nonstop when I first started here."

Wednesday nodded, understanding.

"What about Xavier?” Enid asked, “he's an alpha. I'm sure he would gladly be our witness."

“I’m sure he would,” Wednesday spat, "over my rotting corpse, Enid. Xavier is not an option."

Enid quickly nodded, "fair. Xavier is off the table."

Wednesday's eyes scanned the room, thinking. Her eyes landed on a small frame next to Enid’s old bed. It was a photo of her and Yoko from years ago, before Wednesday joined the school. The two were taking a selfie, smirking at the camera as Enid flashed her claws.

"What about Yoko?” Wednesday suggested, “she's an Alpha, and has been your best friend for years. I’m sure she would understand the significance of our union."

Enid hesitated, contemplating the idea, "Yoko... she's been there for me through everything. I trust her completely… but she’s also like my sister. I don't know if I could put that on her, especially if she said no."

Wednesday gently took Enid's hand, "Enid, Yoko has always supported us. She's seen the depth of our love first-hand. I believe she would be honoured to be our witness."

Enid's gaze softened as she considered Wednesday's words, “can I be the one to talk to her?”

Wednesday nodded, “of course, Cara Mia. And take as much time as you need.”

The following morning, Enid took a deep breath, her heart racing, as she approached Yoko and Divina at the Quad the following morning. Yoko was sipping on a blood bag, grinning with fangs as she teased Divina, who nipped at her jaw appreciatively. Enid couldn't help but feel a pang of nervousness at the thought of revealing the truth to her best friend. Yoko and her had known each other since they were little, or little in her sense, Yoko’s age was really confusing. Their parents were good friends. Enid would tell Yoko everything growing up, and the two could trust each other with their lives.

But asking Yoko this? Enid didn’t know how her bestie was going to react to such a request.

"Hey, Yoko," Enid greeted, trying to sound cheery despite the fluttering in her chest as she dropped opposite Yoko and Divina on the bench.

Yoko turned her attention towards Enid, a warm smile gracing her lips, "hey, babes! What's up? We haven’t heard from you in a while," she asked, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.

“Just… an issue with me and Wednesday,” Enid admitted.

Yoko frowned, lowering her sunglasses so she could look Enid in the eye, “an issue? Do I need to kill Addams, babe, cause you know I will?”

“No, no. Nothing that bad,” Enid grinned, “it’s just…”

Enid glanced at Divina, who was watching with interest. Gathering her courage, Enid asked, "can we talk… just the two of us? I’m sorry, Div."

Both Yoko and Divina looked surprised at Enid's request, but the latter nodded, standing and grabbing her backpack.

“No problem,” Divina frowned. She leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to Yoko’s lips, “I’m gonna go find Kent, okay?”

“I’ll text you,” Yoko smiled, watching as Divina walked away. Once Divina was out of sight, Yoko turned to Enid, frowning, “what is it? Why didn’t you want Divina here?”

Enid took a moment to collect her thoughts, "Yoko, you know about Wednesday and me, right? How we want to… bond, but we can't because Wednesday is unranked?"

Yoko nodded, her gaze filled with empathy, "yeah, you’ve mentioned it. Why?”

Enid let out a awkward laugh, "well… yesterday, Wednesday stumbled upon something... a loophole of sorts. Have you ever heard of 'witnesses'?"

Yoko frowned for a moment, thinking before slowly nodding, "if it’s what I’m thinking of, yeah. That’s where a ranked can have their bond with an unranked approved by mating in front of another alpha, right?"

Enid’s eyes widened in surprise, “wait, you know of it?”

“I’ve heard of it, sure. Perks of being an old vampire. Plus I remember reading about it in a book in the Nightshade’s library,” Yoko shrugged, “it’s an old tradition, though. Only ancient families would really know of it now, I guess. Why?”

Enid took a deep breath, “Wednesday and I… want to have a witness.”

Yoko’s eyebrows shot up and she choked on a sip of her blood pack. Enid watched as Yoko smacked her chest until her throat was finally cleared. Yoko stared at Enid before asking, “wait, you want to do what? Enid, you do know what that means right? Mating as in-“

“An Alpha would watch me have sex with Wednesday, yeah I know,” Enid cut her off, “look, this… isn’t ideal. I know, but Wednesday and I… we love each other, and if this is the only way we can be together? We’ll do it.”

Yoko slowly nodded, “I get that, I guess. I don’t know what I’d do if I was told I couldn’t be with Div. But who are you even going to ask?”

Enid looked into her best friend's eyes, “well… I wanted to ask… you.”

Yoko's eyebrows shot up in surprise, her eyes widening, "wait, you're serious? You want me to be the one to watch you and Wednesday have sex?"

"Yoko, there's no one else we would trust more. No one else I would trust more," Enid nodded, "we've been friends forever, and I know I can trust you with anything, even something as… odd as this."

“I know you trust me, Enid, but Wednesday?” Yoko's eyebrows furrowed in concern as she voiced her doubts, "she doesn't exactly have warm feelings towards me. She's literally referred to me as a 'tolerable acquaintance' before. ‘Tolerable.’"

Enid chuckled softly, shaking her head. "Yoko, for Wednesday, calling someone a 'tolerable acquaintance' is actually one of the highest compliments she can give. She may not show it, but she respects and values you more than she lets on."

“And you’re sure she’d be comfortable with this?”

Enid nodded, “in fact, it was Wednesday who suggested you.”

Yoko's expression shifted, surprise lighting up her eyes, "wait, it was Wednesday who suggested me?"

Enid nodded, "yeah. Wednesday knows how much our friendship means to me, and she trusts you."

Yoko sighed, "Enid, I'm not sure about this. I mean, it’s a lot, and there’s-”

Enid cut her off, "Yoko, it's completely okay if you're uncomfortable with the idea. I just wanted to ask because I trust you, but our friendship means a lot to me and if you don’t want to, I won’t be upset."

Yoko sighed, "it’s not that, babe. Truth is I want to say yes.”

“You do?” Enid’s eyes widened.

“Of course I do. You’re my best friend,” Yoko nodded, “I'm just not sure how Divina would react."

Enid nodded, , "Yoko, you can talk to Divina, of course you can. I didn’t expect you to hide this from her. I just wanted to speak to you in private first."

Yoko's gaze softened, "thanks, Enid. I'll talk about it with Divina and I’ll let you know."

Enid reached over, squeezing Yoko into a hug, "thank you, Yoko! You’re the best."

Pulling away from the hug, Enid quickly climbed off the bench, “I’ve gotta tell Wednesday.”

Yoko nodded, laughing, “and I’ve gotta tell my girlfriend our bestie wants me to watch her smash, I guess.”

“I appreciate this,” Enid laughed back, calling out as she dashed out of the Quad, leaving a stunned Yoko behind.

Sighing, Yoko pulled out her phone and pulled up her messages to Divina.

Can u meet me in dorm. Got something we need to discuss xx

When Divina arrived at Yoko’s dorm, she found the vampire engrossed in an ancient leather-bound book. Yoko sat cross-legged on her bed, her attention completely absorbed by the text. It wasn't until Divina coughed softly that Yoko finally snapped out of her focused trance.

Startled, Yoko looked up and her eyes widened as she took in Divina's presence. Her sunglasses were neatly placed on the bedside table, revealing her gaze. A smile tugged at Yoko's lips as Divina approached, dropping her bag on the floor before gracefully climbing onto the bed.

"Hi," Yoko greeted, her voice a soft melody. She leaned back slightly, allowing Divina to settle on her lap. The Siren perched delicately, her hips resting against Yoko's crotch. Yoko's hands found their place on Divina's waist, the touch gentle and comforting, "you came."

"Of course," Divina replied, a hint of concern in her voice. She met Yoko's gaze, searching for answers, "is everything okay?"

Yoko sighed, looking at the book, “it’s about Enid.”

“What’s wrong?” Divina asked, “she seemed a bit freaked during break.”

“It’s to do with Wednesday,” Yoko revealed, “…and me.”

Divina furrowed her brows, "you? Is that why Enid didn't want me to be there when you spoke?"

Yoko nodded, “yeah… how familiar are you with our traditions?”

“Siren traditions or Vampire traditions?”

Yoko shook her head, “no, our traditions. As ranked beings.”

Divina thought for a moment before shrugging, “a bit, I guess. Why?”

“Do you know that ranked beings aren’t allowed to have sex with unranked?” Yoko asked.

“Yeah, I’ve heard of that,” Divina nodded, “it's absurd, isn't it?"

“Agreed on that,” Yoko snorted, “but sadly it’s still the case.”

"And this is affecting Enid and Wednesday?" Divina inquired, her voice tinged with concern, "because Wednesday isn't ranked?"

Yoko sighed softly, "the truth is, they can't have a proper relationship," she explained, "any children they have wouldn't be recognized as Wednesday's. They couldn’t get married. They can’t even have sex. They would merely be seen as... well, essentially fuck buddies in the eyes of our governments."

Divina's eyebrows furrowed, "is Enid alright? What about Wednesday?"

“Well… that’s where I come in,” Yoko paused, “Wednesday’s found this loophole. It’s… odd, to say the least, but it could allow them to be together.”

“That’s great,” Divina exclaimed. Her happy demeanour suddenly dropped into a frown as she thought, “wait, but what does this have to do with you?”

Yoko hesitated for a moment, her gaze shifting to the book that lay open before them. She reached over and pulled it closer. Divina climbed off her lap to see, sitting next to her as Yoko opened the book.

“I remember being told about this when I was younger,” Yoko started, “but I also remember reading about it as well in the Nightshade’s library. It’s this loophole, of sorts. It involves another Alpha witnessing the union to give their ‘approval’. After that, the couple will be recognised by the community. They can mate, have kids, get married, all that jazz.”

Divina's interest was piqued, "that’s good, isn’t it?”

Yoko mm-hmm’d awkwardly.

“What?” Divina frowned.

Yoko took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before continuing, "well, when I say, 'witnessing the union,' I mean witnessing the union."

Divina's jaw dropped, her mind struggling to process the implications of Yoko's words. She stared at Yoko in shock, "wait, what?! She wants you to watch... watch them have-"

Yoko nodded slowly, her expression a mixture of awkwardness and understanding, "yep," she admitted, a faint blush colouring her cheeks, “I’d have to watch them mate for the first time.”

“This can’t be true,” Divina shook her head, ripping the book from Yoko as she read through the pages.

“It is,” Yoko sighed, flopping back so her head was on a pillow, “it’s a really old, bullshit tradition, but it’s real.”

Divina's heart raced as she absorbed the weight of Yoko's words. The reality of the situation began to sink in, disbelief washing over her.

“Well, what did you say?” Divina asked, her gaze fixed on Yoko.

“That I needed to talk to you first,” Yoko replied as if it were obvious.

Divina spluttered, “you mean you didn’t say no?!”

“‘Say no?’” Yoko frowned, her expression one of confusion. She sat up, her eyes meeting Divina's, “Div, babe, you know what this would mean for them both, right?”

“I-“ Divina began, her voice faltering with uncertainty.

“Look, I know this is odd,” Yoko interrupted gently, her voice filled with empathy, “but doing this... it would mean Enid and Wednesday could actually be together. In full.”

Yoko paused, waiting for Divina to say something, before continuing. She sighed, her voice softening with sincerity, “look... if you're not comfortable with this, I won't do it,” she assured Divina, “I love you, and I'm not going to do anything that could ruin that. Enid and Wednesday could always find another Alpha.”

Divina's eyes softened, “but Enid came to you because she trusts you.”

Yoko chuckled, a hint of warmth in her laughter, “believe it or not, it was actually Wednesday who suggested me,” she revealed, “but yeah, they do. Enid and I have been friends forever. We tell each other everything.”

Divina took a moment to process Yoko's words. She met Yoko's gaze, “and you want to do this?”

Yoko nodded slowly, “I do, because it would help them. But if you don't want me to, if you're uncomfortable, tell me. Enid will understand.”

Divina faltered. She took Yoko's hand in hers, “I... I just don't know how to feel about it, babe. Knowing you'll be across the school, watching them have sex, all while I'm sat in my dorm, waiting for you... I don't know.”

"Wait there," Yoko nodded softly, her eyes filled with determination. She quickly reached over and grabbed her phone, pulling up her text-chain with Enid. With a sense of urgency, she typed out a message and hit send:

Spoke to Div. she’s not sure 😞 she’s not comfortable with the idea of me watching you guys get it on with just the three of us.

Across the campus, Enid's phone buzzed as she lay cuddled up to Wednesday, a movie playing on her laptop screen. Digging her phone out of her pocket, she read the text, her heart sinking with disappointment.

"Divina's not sure," Enid murmured.

Wednesday glanced at the phone, a frown forming on her face, "for what reason?" she demanded.

Enid locked eyes with Wednesday, her expression one of frustration, "she's not comfortable with her Alpha girlfriend watching another couple have sex when she's not there, what more of a reason does she need?" Enid explained, "and let alone how Divina feels, you'd be hard-pressed to find any Omega that’d be okay with the idea. It doesn't exactly do wonders for the stereotype of Omegas being nothing but an Alpha’s breeding bitch when their Alphas are watching others have sex."

"I wasn't aware of such a stereotype," Wednesday murmured.

"Perks of not being ranked, Wednesday," Enid replied with a sad smile, her words carrying a hint of bitterness.

Wednesday's mind raced as she pondered the situation, her thoughts drifting to a possible solution, "perhaps, if you are okay with it, and if it were to soothe Divina's concerns... perhaps Divina could join Yoko?"

Enid blinked at Wednesday in shock, her eyes widening as she processed the unexpected proposition, "wait, you're saying we should let Divina watch too?"

"You just said she is understandably uncomfortable with Yoko watching us mate without her presence," Wednesday explained, her voice calm and measured, "and I suppose you are right. It would not be fair to ask Yoko for this without thinking of Divina. Plus, if it would help our situation..."

Enid nodded slowly. With a shrug, she began to type out her response, her fingers moving across the screen:

That's fair. Just spoke to Wednesday. If you're okay with it, maybe Divina could join you? That way she's not left out and uncomfortable.

Back in Yoko's dorm, her phone dinged as Enid finally sent a reply. Pulling up her phone, Yoko's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"What is it?" Divina frowned, her curiosity piqued by Yoko's reaction.

Yoko looked at her, a small smile spreading across her face, "if... if you're uncomfortable because you'll be left out, why not join me instead?" Yoko suggested.

Divina blinked at Yoko in surprise, "seriously?"

Yoko nodded, "Enid and Wednesday said you could.”

Divina slowly nodded, "…okay," she replied, "when?"

Despite their agreement, Yoko and Divina had not met up with Wednesday and Enid for over a week. During their schooldays, they saw each other as usual, sharing meals and partnering up in class, but their ‘rendezvous’ had yet to happen. As the week went on, Yoko and Divina began to wonder if Wednesday and Enid had changed their minds. The unusual request could easily give anyone cold feet.

That was until, one night, when Yoko and Divina were lying on the Vampire’s bed, passionately making out as the Alpha Vampire ground her groin into Divina’s crotch, her clothed hard cock pressing deliciously against the Siren’s covered pussy, that Yoko’s phone chimed as a text message came in.

Yoko paid no mind to the device, choosing instead to fish her cock out of her pants, now directly grinding the hard appendage against her Omega’s underwear. Their desire was electric, the Alpha's cock pressing against the Siren's folds through her panties. The air was heavy with their shared need as Yoko's lips traced along Divina's jawline, leaving a trail of fiery kisses in their wake.

"F-Fuck, babe," Yoko gasped. She nipped at Divina's jaw, her breath hot against the Siren's skin, "I'm going to fuck you so good, okay? I'm going to knot you."

Divina moaned, a needy sound escaping her lips, as she nodded frantically, “yes, please! Knot me, breed me. Fuck!"

Her inner Omega succumbed to the blend of pleasure and submission, releasing pheromones that signalled her delight to Yoko.

"Yeah? Does my little Omega want her Alpha to knot her pussy?" Yoko growled, her voice laced with dominance. Her hand found its way between their bodies, pushing down Divina's underwear until it rested mid-thigh. The tip of her cock teased Divina's slick folds, her inner Alpha urging her to push inside, "gonna to breed my little Siren bitch," she moaned.

"Yes, I'm your bitch!" Divina cried out, her hips eagerly rocking against Yoko's, desperate for more of her Alpha's cock, "fill me, please, Alpha! Fuck, Yoko, fuck me!"

Another chime pierced through the haze of their passion, followed by yet another, and another.

It wasn’t enough to pull Yoko from the moment, her inner Alpha in control as she started to push the tip in, but Divina’s mind snapped out of her sex-fuelled haze, her gaze zeroing in on Yoko's mobile. The screen was illuminated, revealing a cascade of notifications.

“Babe,” Divina gasped as Yoko’s fangs scraped along her neck, “your phone.”

"Ignore it," Yoko mumbled, her lips trailing along Divina's neck as she prepared to mark her, "I'm going to fuck you."

Divina fought against the wave of pleasure threatening to consume her as Yoko spoke, "it could be Enid."

Yoko's low growl filled the room, her command clear, "I said ignore it."

Divina couldn't help but giggle in response, her lips finding Yoko's for a quick, passionate kiss before playfully pushing the Vampire away, leaving her sat there, stunned, with her rock-hard cock still exposed as her Omega blatantly disobeyed her. With her underwear still mid-thigh, Divina awkwardly crawled across the bed. As she grabbed the device, she could feel Yoko shifting behind her.

“It’s Enid,” Divina announced, scrolling through the messages. She felt a sudden weight on her legs as Yoko climbed over her, but she ignored it. As she read them, her eyes widened, “oh shit, babe. She said- oh.“

Divina's words were abruptly silenced by a guttural moan escaping her lips, her body tensing as Yoko slowly pushed her cock all the way inside. Her head dropped to the mattress, the covers muffling her cries as her Alpha claimed her. The sensation of being filled to the brim overwhelmed her senses.

"Shit, I'm sorry," Yoko moaned, her hips gently rocking as she bottomed out, "I couldn't help it. I need to-"

Yoko's sentence was left unfinished as she let her actions speak louder than words. With a primal hunger, she began to pound away at her Omega's pussy, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through Divina's body. Moans spilled from her lips, her legs trembling in the air behind the Vampire as Yoko's groin slapped against her ass with every forceful thrust. In and out, in and out. Over and over, Divina was stuffed by her Alpha.

"Mmm, it's okay," Divina grinned, her teasing, "I know my Alpha can't help herself."

"I so can!" Yoko snarled, her dominance asserting itself with each snap of her hips.

Amidst the intensity, Divina couldn't resist continuing to tease her Alpha, “you can?" she purred, biting back a moan as Yoko's hands squeezed her ass, "so what do you call this, mounting me without asking?"

Yoko's rhythm faltered, and she stopped abruptly, her eyes wide with realization. She stared at Divina.

"Div, shit, I'm-" Yoko began, but was quickly interrupted.

"I didn't say stop," Divina cut her off, her voice dripping with need, "you'd know if I didn't want this," she pushed her ass back against Yoko, reigniting the Alpha's thrusts, "but we all know you can't help yourself."

Yoko looked like she wanted to argue, but when she felt Divina’s pussy tighten around her cock, all denial flew out the window. She nodded eagerly, “fuck, you’re right. I can’t.”

A triumphant grin spread across Divina's face, "wasn't so hard, was it?" she moaned, her body craving more of Yoko's intoxicating presence.

“You feel so good,” Yoko leaned down and pressed her fangs to the back of Divina’s neck, “fuck, babe, you always feel good.”

Grinning, Divina picked the phone back up, leaving her girlfriend to have her way with her. She glanced at the screen, faltering as the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm washed over her.

"Enid... fuck, Enid says they're ready, by the way," Divina announced, her voice strained as pleasure coursed through her veins.

"Really?" Yoko's eyes widened, her gaze fixed on the phone over Divina's shoulder. The urgency in her movements increased as she pumped faster in response to the news.

"Yeah," Divina replied, her voice filled with anticipation, "she said to let them know when we can."

"Fuck, shit," Yoko gasped, "okay, give me a sec."

"Take your time," Divina moaned, her body aching for release.

As Yoko continued to fuck her, Divina's fingers moved across the screen, typing out a reply:

This is Div. Give us a mo. We're a bit busy

"I think Yoko's fucking Div right now," Enid casually announced from her bed, staring at Divina’s text.

Wednesday glanced over her shoulder, her gaze lingering on Enid as she paused at her typewriter. She was wearing a silky nightrobe, and Enid’s gaze lingered on the exposure of Wednesday’s neck. With a hint of frustration, Wednesday asked, "does this mean they're not coming?"

Enid grinned, her playful tone matching her expression, "I think Divina's about to." Meeting Wednesday's unimpressed stare, she added, "I think they are. She said to give them a moment."

Wednesday let out a huff, turning back to her typewriter, "fine. I will continue with my novel until then."

"Okay, babe," Enid smiled, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she typed out a response.

Take as much time as you need ;P

"Fuck, Div, I think..." Yoko moaned, her voice filled with desire as the familiar tightening sensation in her balls began to stir.

Divina's body trembled, her fingers clutching the bed sheets tightly as her senses were overwhelmed by the intense pleasure coursing through her, her orgasm growing closer and closer. As she read Enid's reply, her breath hitched, "you can't cum inside, babe!"

"What?" Yoko whined, her desperation evident in her voice, "fuck, babe, please. I need-"

"I know," Divina gasped, her words punctuated by the growing waves of ecstasy, "but... shit, Yoko, you can't knot me. We have to... fuck! We have to see Enid and Wednesday! Oh, shit, I'm-"

At that, Divina’s pussy seized as her orgasm crashed into her with a force that stole her breath away. Her pussy clamped tightly around Yoko's cock, pulsating with pleasure as moans escaped her lips, filling the air with her sweet melody.

Reluctantly, Yoko pulled out, drooling as Divina’s pussy gushed out some slick.

"Fine, you won't let me knot you?" Yoko growled, her desire fuelling her determination. With a primal hunger, she positioned herself over Divina, her hand pumping her cock vigorously as she aimed it at the Siren’s rear, "I'll just have to mark you!"

“Okay,” came Divina’s muffled reply, a content smile on her lips as she nodded, face still pressed into the mattress. She willingly presented her ass to her Alpha, inviting her with a submissive gesture as she waved it invitingly at the Vampire, "mark me, Alpha."

With a primal groan, Yoko came. Ropes of hot cum shot from the tip of her cock, splattering Divina's ass with its pearly essence. The Siren gasped, feeling the warmth of her Alpha’s hot, sticky seed covering her skin, a primal satisfaction pulsing through her Omega nature, knowing she was claimed by her Alpha.

“Fuck, look at that,” Yoko moaned, hips still rocking as she continued to pump away as her cock dribbled the remainder of her seed over her Omega, “wanna take a picture so bad.”

Divina gently reminded Yoko, her voice laced with a soft chuckle, "no pictures, babe. We're not going through that again. Not after Kent-"

“Please don’t mention your brother as I’m cumming on your ass,” Yoko complained.

As Yoko's orgasm slowly subsided, she sat back on her heels, admiring her artwork with a sense of pride. Her cock gradually softened, the painful knot finally shrinking and she marvelled at the sight before her. Divina leaned up slightly, her eyes fixed on her ass as she took in the sight of Yoko’s load.

"Fuck, babe, you got it on my blazer," Divina whined, her gaze shifting to the pearly stains adorning her purple uniform.

"Oh no," Yoko mockingly gasped, a playful grin curling her lips, "whatever will you do? Looks like you'll just have to wear one of mine."

Divina shot Yoko a fake glare, her eyes sparkling with affection. As her Alpha climbed off the bed, discarding the rest of her uniform until she stood fully nude, Divina's gaze instinctively dropped to Yoko's softening cock, a familiar warmth kindling within her body as her inner Omega stirred once again, urging for her to pleasure her Alpha, for her mouth was at the perfect placement.

“You just want me in your clothes, don’t you?” Divina teased instead. She knew how much her Alpha loved it when she wore her clothes, knowing full well she’d be walking around all day smelling just like her, as a warning to any other Alphas who may want to claim her.

"Guilty," Yoko confessed, her grin widening, "want to join me in the shower, babe? I could always go for round two while we get ready."

“While we get ready?” Divina scoffed, her voice filled with playful defiance, "we both know we’d end up never meeting Enid. No, babe. In fact, you're letting me shower first."

With a smirk, Divina climbed off the bed, her ass swaying enticingly as she made her way towards the bathroom. Yoko watched, her eyes fixated on the remnants of their passionate encounter that dripped onto the floorboards. Her inner Alpha was just howling with pride.

"After the mess you just made, there's no way I'm going second," Divina grinned. She discarded her blazer, letting it fall at Yoko's feet, followed by the rest of her clothes until she too stood naked. She noted Yoko’s rapidly hardening cock, "while I shower, why don't you clean up your mess and text Enid to let her know we'll be at her place in twenty?"

As Yoko watched Divina's ass sway seductively into the bathroom, she couldn't help but respond, her voice breathy and filled with submission, "yes, ma'am."

A self-assured smirk danced across Divina's lips.

She may be an Omega, but she still held some power over her girlfriend, and she revelled in the knowledge.

Enid was lying on her bed, her eyes fixed on her phone as she indulged in a Netflix binge to pass the time. It had been more than twenty minutes since Yoko last text her, and Enid couldn’t help but question if Yoko had convinced Divina to go for another round. The room was filled with a comfortable low volume of her Netflix and Wednesday’s typewriter until a knock echoed through the door. Wednesday, engrossed in her novel, glanced up at Enid and then the door, rare nerves on her face.

Enid's nerves fluttered in her chest as she stood up, her hands clasping together in a display of anxious anticipation, "well," she announced, "this is it."

Wednesday, ever attuned to her girlfriend’s emotions, furrowed her brows, "Enid, we do not have to do this if you're not comfortable," she offered.

"No, no. I'm fine," Enid reassured, shaking her head with a bright smile, "I mean, yeah, it's gonna be awkward as hell... but we'll finally be able to be together properly after this. Worth it in the end, right?"

With determination, Enid strode towards the door, taking a deep breath to steady herself before swinging it open. A cheerful "hey!" escaped her lips as Yoko and Divina entered the room, enveloping the blonde werewolf in a tight hug. The scent of their sex lingered in the air around them, causing Enid to smirk.

"Interrupt, did I?" she teased.

"Just a bit," Yoko smirked, playfully smacking Divina's ass, earning an eye roll from her girlfriend, "but we didn't mind, did we, babe?"

Divina, her smile warm and genuine, joked, "ignore her, Enid. She just got laid. She's gonna be thinking with her dick for the next twelve hours."

Yoko's protest went ignored as the trio made their way further into the dorm room, where Wednesday patiently waited, observing their interactions with detached interest.

"Hi, Wednesday," Divina greeted as she pulled the short Goth into a warm hug.

Wednesday reciprocated the embrace, a development that began shortly after Enid and Wednesday got together, as Enid and Yoko watched with fondness.

"Divina. Tanaka," Wednesday nodded at the both of them, acknowledging their presence, "greetings."

"Greetings, she says," Yoko chuckled, "I think you can drop the surname act, Wednesday. I am about to watch you get dicked-down by your girlfriend, after all."

Wednesday glared at the Vampire with annoyance, but she conceded with a nod, "I suppose that makes sense… Yoko."

Enid watched the banter unfold, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She decided to step in, clapping her hands together to catch everyone's attention.

"Right," she began, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness, "so... we all know why we're here, right?"

Yoko nodded, shrugging, "yeah. You and Wednesday want to fuck, but you need me here to approve her," she said matter-of-factly. She glanced at Divina, a teasing smirk playing on her lips, "Div just wants to watch."

Divina quickly interjected, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, "I-I do not... That is not why!"

Yoko continued to tease, undeterred by Divina's protests, "relax, babe. It's fine. Enid and Wednesday are hot. I don't blame-"

Divina cut her off, her voice stern as she addressed Wednesday and Enid directly, "I'm sorry. I know you both didn't plan on me being here. I just wasn't comfortable..."

Wednesday quickly stopped Divina's apology, "it's fine, Divina. If anything, we should be apologizing. We didn't talk to you about our proposal, as we wanted to keep the number of voyeurs to a minimum, but we failed to consider how you would feel about Yoko watching us without you."

“It's fine-" Divina started to say.

"No, it's not. We are sorry," Enid smiled sheepishly, her eyes filled with gratitude, "and thank you for being okay with this. I know this isn't exactly... normal."

“Honestly, Alphas have so many strange traditions, at this point I shouldn't even be surprised anymore," Divina shrugged, laughing. Yoko nodded beside her, muttering "fair" under her breath.

"Indeed. Still, we must be grateful such a tradition exists right now," Wednesday commented, her tone calm and composed, "or else Enid and I's relationship would be in jeopardy."

Yoko frowned, her curiosity getting the better of her, "I don't mean this in a bad way or anything, but is having sex really that important for you two?"

Amidst the room's silence, Wednesday raised an eyebrow at the vampire, "am I supposed to be okay with my beloved going without help when she enters into her rut?" she questioned, her voice laced with a gentle challenge, "or should I have just let her find an Omega for those moments?"

Yoko's frown deepened, her expression shifting to one of realization, "I mean—"

"And what about my needs?" Wednesday interrupted, her voice firm, "I'm aware I've developed a certain reputation for my 'lack of feelings,' as some in this school believe, but I have needs too, Yoko. Besides, it is not just about the intimacy. It is everything else. Marriage, kids, a proper relationship. Perhaps you and Divina should abstain for a period of time, to see how it feels."

Yoko's lips parted, but no words escaped. She found herself momentarily speechless, realizing the weight of Wednesday's words.

"No thanks," Yoko finally shook her head, her voice softening with understanding, "I like being able to be with my girl whenever I can, thanks," she added. She immediately realized how inconsiderate her words might have sounded, "no offense."

"None taken," Wednesday shrugged nonchalantly, "but you now realize why this is important to Enid and I."

With a purposeful stride, Wednesday turned and walked over to her typewriter, her nightrobe swishing with each step. Enid's gaze followed her, admiration and affection shining in her eyes. She then turned back to Yoko and Divina, a sheepish smile gracing her lips as she apologized.

"Sorry about her," Enid said, her voice filled with warmth and understanding, "in case you couldn't tell, this whole thing has been a bit much for her."

Yoko couldn't help but smirk, "yeah, who would've guessed Wednesday Addams was a little horn-dog," she teased playfully. A light slap on her arm from Divina quickly silenced her.

Divina shook her head at Yoko's antics. She turned her attention back to Enid, "what would you like us to do, Enid?"

Enid shrugged, her gaze shifting between Yoko and Divina. "Um... I guess you can get comfortable on my bed," she suggested, "Wednesday doesn't like my bed. She says the covers give her hives, so we're using hers."

Enid led Yoko and Divina over to her bed, gesturing awkwardly to the bright pink covers and pillows adorned with an eclectic assortment of plush toys. Divina and Yoko climbed onto the bed, their bodies sinking into the plushness as they leaned against the wall, their eyes fixed on Wednesday's half of the room. The Goth stood at her bed, her back turned to the three girls. As they settled onto the bed, Yoko couldn't help but comment, sighing as she sank into the mattress.

"Hey, why the hell is your bed so comfy?" Yoko whined, a slight pout forming on her lips, "Lord, this is soft."

Enid shrugged, a bashful smile gracing her face, "I don't know. It changed during the holidays."

Yoko glanced past Enid, her gaze fixed on Wednesday's back, "yeah. 'Changed.'"

A comfortable silence enveloped the room as Enid moved around, preparing herself for the intimate moment that awaited them. Wednesday remained still, her back still turned to the group, creepily motionless. Yoko and Divina had a hushed conversation, like they were waiting for a movie to start. Eventually, Enid emerged from the bathroom, now donning a pair of pyjamas. The bottoms were baggy, yet the outline of Enid's cock was subtly visible through the fabric. Yoko raised her eyebrows, though she chose to remain silent.

"You guys ready?" Enid asked, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Yoko couldn't resist a playful tease, "what, no popcorn?" She chuckled. Divina's slap on her arm brought her back to reality, and she quickly nodded, "sorry. Yeah, whenever you're ready, I guess."

Enid's blush deepened at Yoko's remark, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Might as well get this over with," she agreed. Turning her attention to Wednesday, "Willa?"

Wednesday's posture straightened, her voice calm and commanding, "yes. Let's."

As she turned around, Wednesday gracefully let her nightrobe slip from her shoulders, allowing the silky material to cascade down her form and pool around her ankles. She stood completely exposed, her nudity on full display for her girlfriend and their close friends. Enid's eyes widened, her pyjama bottoms tenting eagerly. Yoko and Divina found themselves in awe, their gazes fixated on the stunning sight of the naked Addams.

"Willa?" Enid whimpered, her voice filled with a hint of surprise and arousal, "I thought we were going to lead up to it."

Wednesday raised an eyebrow, unashamed by her nudity, "is that not what we have been doing? I thought you said you were ready?"

Enid nodded eagerly, her desire evident in her eyes, "I am," she confirmed, "I just wasn't expecting you to be naked under there."

Wednesday hummed thoughtfully, her expression unapologetic, "my apologies. Would you like me to put my robe back on so we can start again?"

Enid's response was immediate and fervent, "no!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying a touch of desperation. She glanced at Yoko, who was snickering mischievously, before regaining her composure, "no, you... you look great, babe. Really hot."

Wednesday's lips curved into a satisfied smirk as she closed the distance between herself and Enid, "perhaps you would you like to join me, Cara Mia?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

With Enid nodding eagerly, Wednesday wasted no time in helping her remove her top. Her fingers deftly worked the buttons, unveiling Enid's skin inch by inch. The fabric slid off Enid's shoulders, revealing her ample breasts, larger than Wednesday's own, which had grown slightly since presenting as an Alpha, to the room, captivating not just Wednesday's attention, but Yoko and Divina’s too.

Unable to resist, Wednesday's hands reached out, enveloping Enid's breasts within her grasp. Her fingers sank into the soft flesh, feeling the weight and warmth of them filling her palms. A gasp escaped Enid's lips, her body arching towards Wednesday as sensations of pleasure coursed through her.

“Your hands are cold,” Enid giggled, earning a smile from the Addams.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues intertwining as Enid pulled Wednesday flush against her, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Yoko and Divina watched from the bed, their eyes fixated on the erotic display unfolding before them. The sight of their friends, one half naked and the other completely bare, ignited a fire within them, their own arousal growing with each passing moment. Yoko’s cock was already straining against her jeans.

Feeling Enid's own erection pressing against her stomach through the thin fabric of her bottoms, Wednesday broke the kiss momentarily, "you’re hard," she stated, gazing at the tent.

Enid's cheeks flushed, "I can't help it," she confessed, her breath hitching, "fuck, you’re so hot, babe."

With a gentle squeeze, Wednesday's hand caressed Enid's clothed cock, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her Alpha. The sensation sent shivers down Enid's spine, her body yearning for more.

Enid's voice trembled with anticipation as she spoke, "Willa. Do you want me to... get it out?"

Wednesday shook her head, slowly sinking to a crouch until her ass was perched on the back of her heels. Yoko and Divina were treated to the sight of Wednesday's pussy between her legs, earning a deep inhale from Yoko as she discreetly palmed her erection, Divina being too captivated to notice.

"Let me," Wednesday decided. She gently took hold of the hem of Enid's bottoms and pulled them down, revealing Enid's throbbing cock that sprang free from its confines, almost slapping Wednesday in the face as the bottoms were lowered until Enid stepped out of them.

In the background, Wednesday could hear Divina gasp, her surprise and own arousal evident, as Enid’s cock came into view for them. Yoko's muttered words of "fucking hell, Enid" echoed throughout the room, a testament to the impressive size of Enid's cock. Wednesday found herself agreeing with the Vampire. While she had felt this cock press against her back most mornings, it was far larger than she had expected, with a girth that had her questioning if it were too big for her.

With a firm grip, Wednesday took Enid's pulsating cock in her hand, earning a gasp of pleasure and relief from Enid. The heat of their desire filled the air, a tangible energy that fuelled their passion. With each stroke, Wednesday's hand moved along the length of Enid's shaft, earning quick short gasps from the Alpha as she watched her girlfriend in hunger.

Enid's moans of pleasure filled the room, the sound a sweet melody that only heightened the intensity of the moment. The sensation of Wednesday's hand finally wrapped around her, moving in a steady rhythm, sent waves of pleasure coursing through Enid. She arched her back, offering herself completely to the pleasure that Wednesday was orchestrating.

Wednesday's eyes were fixed on Enid's face, her gaze filled with a mix of adoration and hunger. She revelled in relief she felt at finally having Enid in her hands, gasping in pleasure as she stroked her. Her strokes grew bolder, her movements more deliberate, as she sought to push Enid further towards the edge.

Enid's breath hitched, her voice trembling with desire, "Willa," she gasped, her voice filled with need, "please... I need more."

Wednesday's lips curled into a wicked smile. She tightened her grip on Enid's cock and quickened her pace. The room was filled with the sounds of wet flesh being stroked Enid's moans of pleasure.

With a quick swipe, Wednesday leaned forward and ran her tongue up the length of the shaft, from base to tip, before curling her tongue around the dark head. Enid swore, her hands coming to rest on Wednesday’s head as she continued to lavish her cockhead with her tongue. Wednesday’s eyes remained on her as she did so, unblinking, and it turned Enid on so. With a gentle grasp, she took Wednesday’s hair into her hands and pulled forward.

Complying, Wednesday’s mouth opened, and Enid let out a deep groan as she watched her cock slowly disappear into her girlfriend’s mouth. Inch by inch, Enid, Yoko and Divina watched in awe as Wednesday took the cock all the way to the base, until her nose was nestled against the neatly trimmed dark patch of hair above her shaft.

“She took it all,” Divina marvelled, whimpering as she continued to rub her thighs together. Even Yoko was trying to relieve some of the pressure, palming her cock as she nodded.

“Fuck, Willa,” Enid threw her head back, pushing further slightly and earning a wet gag from her girlfriend, “you took it all.”

Wednesday quickly withdrew the cock from her mouth, staring at Enid intently as she continued to pump away, “is my Alpha pleased?”

Enid sharply took an intake of breath at Wednesday’s words. Her use of her rank fuelling the primal side of her Alpha. Wednesday may be unranked but hearing her refer to her as ‘her Alpha’ made Enid’s cock throb.

Enid nodded, taking her cock from Wednesday’s hand and dragging it across her face. She smeared the remains of Wednesday’s saliva and her precum across her cheek, earning a glare from Wednesday, but Enid took no notice. She smirked, grabbing the back of Wednesday’s head roughly.

“Yeah, babe, your Alpha is pleased,” she growled. Wednesday flushed at the praise, “you look so good with my cock in your mouth. You like having my cock in your mouth, huh? You like having your Alpha’s big cock down your throat?”

Wednesday whimpered, nodding. With a smirk, Enid shoved her cock back inside the Raven’s mouth and began to thrust away. The room filled with the sound of Wednesday’s gags as her mouth was used.

“Fuck, you take me so well,” Enid praised, brushing Wednesday’s bangs out of her eyes, “just like an Omega. You wanna be my Omega?”

Wednesday didn’t respond, opting to close her eyes and focus on Enid’s cock, but the refusal angered Enid’s inner Alpha, and she pulled on Wednesday’s hair. The Goth let out a deep, muffled moan at the action, and she opened her eyes to look up at Enid.

“Answer me!” Enid snarled, thrusting hard, “do you want to be my Omega?”

With a whimper, Wednesday nodded.

“Fuck,” Enid groaned, “gonna make you my bitch, Wednesday. You want that? You want to be your Alpha’s bitch?”

Wednesday continued to nod, servicing Enid’s cock like a pro despite never having touched one before today.

“Course you do,” Enid smirked, “look at you, sucking my cock like a pro. And in front of my friends, too.”

Enid looked up to Yoko and Divina, who were watching the pair with wide eyes.

“You like that? Knowing Yoko and Div are watching you get used by your Alpha?” Enid continued, “fuck, I’m close. Where do you want it?”

Wednesday let out a muffled noise of confusion.

“Well, I can either cum in your mouth, and watch you swallow my seed,” Enid promised, “or… I can cum on your face, and Yoko and Divina can watch as I mark you.”

“Fuck,” Yoko moaned. She grabbed Divina’s hand and brought it to her trousers, allowing Divina to absentmindedly palm her cock whilst she watched the scene before them.

Wednesday released Enid’s cock with a pop, “wherever you want, Mi Alfa.”

“Throat it is,” Enid growled.

She began to pound away at Wednesday’s mouth, her orgasm building with each thrust. Wednesday merely sat back and allowed her mouth to be used, basking in the knowledge she was bringing Enid to orgasm.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Enid moaned, “babe, be ready. I- I-“

With a guttural groan, Enid came. Wednesday flinched as a shot of hot cum struck the back of her throat, but she swallowed it eagerly, nonetheless. A string of ropes began to paint her mouth following that, filling it quickly with cum that she swallowed instantly.

Enid’s eyes were closed, her chin to her neck as she rode her orgasm to completion. With a few short jerks of her hips, the last of her cum dribbled onto Wednesday’s tongue and she pulled out. A trickle of her seed ran down Wednesday’s chin, and Enid’s inner Alpha howled in triumph.

“Mmm, thank you, mon loup,” Wednesday wiped the cum with her fingertip, popping it into her mouth, “just as I imagined.”

Enid's eyes burned with desire as she hungered for Wednesday, her gaze fixated on the Addams as she sensually cleaned her mouth of saliva and seed. The sight of Wednesday on her knees, completely naked and thoroughly throat-fucked, ignited a fire within Enid. Glancing at her friends, Enid noticed Yoko grinding her bulge into Divina's hand, while Divina herself was desperately rubbing her thighs together.

With a predatory look, Enid locked eyes with Wednesday, who patiently awaited her next move, "get on the bed," Enid husked, her cock already stirring, "I want to taste you."

Wednesday shook her head defiantly, "no."

Enid raised an intrigued eyebrow, "no?"

"There will be time for cunnilingus later," Wednesday shrugged, her voice dripping with confidence as she climbed back to her feet. They stood face-to-face, both completely exposed, "I have been waiting for this for a long time."

"You mean-" Enid started, her breath catching in her throat.

"Yes," Wednesday interrupted, her voice laced with anticipation, "you can pleasure me orally another time, anytime. But right now, I want you to ravish me."

Enid inhaled deeply, stepping closer until their chests were pressed together, her gaze burning with desire as she looked down at Wednesday. A seductive smirk spread across Enid's lips, "then I repeat. Get. On. The. Bed."

A shudder ran through Wednesday's body as she nodded, her excitement palpable. She turned and gracefully walked towards her bed, climbing onto the soft mattress before flipping over onto her back. Resting her head on the pillow, she gazed up at Enid with anticipation, her body finally ready to be claimed.

Enid, her cock now fully erect, slowly approached Wednesday as she pumped her cock. Her eyes scanned the room, noticing Yoko and Divina watching with eager anticipation. Stopping by the foot of the bed, Enid shook her head.

“No,” Enid announced, idly pumping away and slicking her cock with precum.

Confusion flickered across Wednesday's face. Had she missed something? Was there a problem? She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a word, Enid grabbed her foot, swiftly yanking her towards her until Wednesday’s ass was hanging off the edge of the bed, tantalisingly close to Enid’s cock. A startled yelp escaped Wednesday's lips as she looked up at Enid with wide eyes, only to feel a pair of hands gripping her waist.

In one fluid motion, Wednesday found herself flipped over onto her stomach, a huff escaping her lips from the sudden impact. Glaring over her shoulder at Enid, she was about to voice her protest when, to her surprise, she was twisted around again, now facing Divina and Yoko.

The bed dipped as Enid climbed over Wednesday, straddling the back of her legs. The heat of Enid's pulsating cock pressed against Wednesday's thigh, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her. Looking up, Wednesday met the intense gazes of Yoko and Divina, feeling excitement as their eyes devoured the scene before them.

Enid's lips trailed up her spine, raising goosebumps along the skin until her lips brushed against Wednesday's ear, her voice low and teasing, "gotta let them see, babe," she whispered, nipping at her earlobe, "gotta make sure they witness everything, just to be sure."

Wednesday's breath caught in her throat. She hesitated for a moment, then weakly argued, "I don't think that means we have to face them."

Enid's hand descended towards Wednesday's core, fingers gliding through the slick folds, eliciting a moan from the Goth’s lips. With a smirk, Enid shook her head, "tell me to stop, and I will."

But Wednesday's head shook, her desire overpowering any doubts.

"Didn't think so," Enid smirked.

Looking up at Yoko and Divina, Enid's eyes filled with desire as she slowly dragged the head of her cock through Wednesday's slick folds. A low groan escaped her lips, the sensation of her head being coated in Wednesday's wetness driving her wild. Wednesday whimpered, burying her head in the mattress, eagerly awaiting the moment when Enid would finally be inside her.

"Make sure to watch, guys," Enid called out, "gotta make sure you get everything, yeah?"

Yoko and Divina nodded, their eyes fixed on the tantalizing sight before them. They could feel the heat in the room rising, the air thick with anticipation.

"Cara mia, what is with you?" Wednesday moaned, her voice filled with a blend of confusion and pleasure as her ass rocked back into Enid's hard cock, "where has this come from?"

"You bring out my Alpha, babe," Enid cooed, her lips brushing against Wednesday's cheek before her tongue traced a path across the skin. Wednesday shivered at the sensation, her wide eyes locked onto Enid, "I've been wanting to fuck you before we started dating, I just couldn't because of those bullshit rules."

"Before?" Wednesday whispered.

"But you went and found the loophole, didn't you?" Enid continued, her voice laced with admiration. With a gentle push, the tip of her cock slipped inside Wednesday's craving pussy, "I knew you would. You're such a smart girl. My smart girl."

"Yours," Wednesday frantically nodded.

"Mmm," Enid sighed, her voice filled with satisfaction, "I'm going to fuck you now."

Before Wednesday could let out a cry of relief, Enid's cock speared deep inside her. In one smooth thrust, the Alpha's cock claimed Wednesday's virginity, causing her to let out a cry of pleasure. Her fingers grasped at the mattress, desperately seeking something to hold on to as Enid filled her completely. The sensation of being stretched and filled overwhelmed her, and as Enid bottomed out, her hips pressed against Wednesday's ass, she found herself in agreement.

"Oh, fuck!" Enid roared, her fist pounding the bed beside Wednesday's arm, "by the Moons, Willa, you're so tight."

Wednesday nodded, gasping for air, "so big. You’re so fucking big!"

Yoko and Divina shivered, their eyes fixated on the erotic scene unfolding before them. Enid began to pump her hips back and forth, the sound of skin slapping against skin mingling with Wednesday's helpless whimpers.

"Yeah? You like it?" Enid grinned, her inner Alpha preening at the Addams' praise as she rocked her hips with increasing intensity, "you like having my cock inside you?"

"So much," Wednesday nodded, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and submission, "perfecta, mi amor. Te sientes perfecto."

"I have no idea what that means, but it sounded like perfect," Enid laughed, increasing the speed of her thrusts slightly, "and, fuck, babe, you're right. It's like you were made for me. You fit me like a fucking glove."

"Mmm, yours."

"Yeah," Enid's eyes gleamed with possessiveness, "all mine, huh? This pussy belongs to me now. Your Alpha. No one is ever gonna feel this. Not Tyler!" With a powerful pound, Enid rocked Wednesday forward, shaking the bed and making the Goth cry out, "not Xavier!" Another pound, "certainly not Bianca!" Wednesday moaned in confusion at that name, "and definitely not that Joel!"

Wednesday whimpered, looking up at Enid with a mixture of confusion and desire.

"Didn't know that did you?" Enid teased, her voice dripping with dominance, "about Bianca? Poor little Siren has had a thing for you for months."

Wednesday frowned, her grip on the mattress tightening, "that's... that's not, oh fuck, that's not true."

"Believe me. Don't," Enid grinned, intensifying her thrusts, "I don't care, 'cause she's never getting this, you hear me?"

Wednesday nodded, her voice filled with conviction, "never."

With a feral growl, Enid's hands reached down and firmly grabbed Wednesday's ass. She marvelled at the way Wednesday's ass moulded around her fingers, surprised by its plumpness despite the Goth's small, slender frame. Unable to resist, Enid brought her hand down, delivering a firm smack on Wednesday's ass. The impact elicited a startled gasp from Wednesday, leaving a dark red handprint on her cheek and a deep moan from the two spectators opposite them.

Enid's eyes gleamed with a mix of possessiveness and desire as she watched the handprint bloom on Wednesday's flushed cheek. The room seemed to buzz with a charged intensity as Yoko and Divina's eyes devoured the passionate sex unfolding before them.

Enid's fingers traced the outline of the handprint on Wednesday's ass, relishing in the heat radiating from the impact zone. The sensation elicited a sharp gasp from Wednesday's lips, mingling with the symphony of moans and whimpers that filled the room.

"You like that, don't you?" Enid purred, her voice dripping with dominance as her hand caressed Wednesday's reddened cheek, "you're mine, Wednesday. All mine. My sweet little Omega."

Wednesday's breath hitched, her body trembling in response to Enid's commanding words. She nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of surrender and longing, "yes, Enid. I'm yours."

“Your what?!” Enid demanded, delivering a powerful thrust.

“Your…” Wednesday moaned, “your Omega. I’m your Omega!”

Enid's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she continued to grip Wednesday's ass, her other hand firmly holding onto her hips. With each thrust, Wednesday let out moan after moan after moan. The sound of their bodies colliding, skin slapping against skin, reverberated through the room, blending with the symphony of their moans and the rhythmic gasps of Yoko and Divina, who were unable to tear their eyes away as they continued, and failed, to try and alleviate their arousal.

Enid's thrusts became rougher, her hips snapping forward with unbridled desire. The sensations intensified, a symphony of pleasure coursing through Wednesday's body. She couldn't help but cry out, her voice a melodic chorus of pleasure and surrender.

"You're so tight, babe," Enid groaned, her voice thick with arousal, "you feel so fucking good around me. I'm going to make you mine, completely and utterly."

Wednesday's eyes widened, her body quivering with anticipation. The intensity of Enid's words sent waves of ecstasy crashing through her. She felt herself unravelling, her body consumed by the pleasure that only Enid could provide.

“Gonna bite you!” Enid snarled, “gonna let everyone know your mine! My Omega! Then… I’m gonna knot you. Fill you with my cum, fill you with my pups.”

Enid's grip on Wednesday's hips tightened, her thrusts growing more forceful, more primal. With every powerful movement, they pushed each other closer to the precipice of ecstasy. Wednesday knew the words were nothing but mere roleplay. Enid would never get her pregnant whilst at school… but the way Enid spoke, her words, had Wednesday imagining. The idea of her walking the halls of Nevermore, her belly round and full of pups as Enid walked beside her, beaming like the proud Alpha she is, should not turn Wednesday on like it was.

As the room filled with the intoxicating scent of sex, Yoko started to growl. The smell of sex from another Alpha and their mate, even if they were unranked, set off her inner Alpha. Her cock was rock hard now, a slight bulb at the base where her knot lived. She needed release.

The sound of whimpers and groans across the room soon started to frustrate Wednesday. Each thrust from Enid was replied with an echoing moan from across the room, interrupting Wednesday's pleasure. Enid, however, remained focused, her face contorted in concentration as she pounded away at Wednesday's eager pussy. The surrounding sounds did little to distract Enid from the intense sensation.

Wednesday's gaze shifted from the mattress to Yoko and Divina, noticing Yoko's escalating struggle. The Alpha's hand tightly gripped her throbbing cock through her trousers. Wednesday sensed that if Yoko's grip tightened any further, it would border on painful. Letting out a frustrated huff, Wednesday snapped.

"By the Love of Lucifer, relieve yourself if you must!"

Caught off guard, Yoko and Divina's eyes widened. The command was unexpected, but they understood the urgency in Wednesday's voice.

"Masturbate, fuck, do whatever," Wednesday continued her rant, "just stop your incessant cries of frustration. You're ruining this for me."

Without hesitation, Divina swiftly removed her skirt and panties, exposing her drenched pussy to Wednesday and Enid. Simultaneously, Yoko pushed her trousers down to her ankles, revealing her rock-hard cock. It was longer than Enid’s but lacked the same girth as the Werewolf’s. The bulbous knot at the base of Yoko's cock had grown even larger.

Relief washed over the two as the cool air caressed their exposed flesh. Their hands instinctively found their way to their throbbing desires. Divina's fingers effortlessly slid into her wetness, eliciting a rush of slick arousal. She began to pump her fingers, riding the wave of pleasure. Meanwhile, Yoko firmly grasped her engorged shaft, expertly stroking it. Within seconds, a torrent of white erupted from the tip, coating her hand and spraying Enid's bedsheets.

"Not my bed," Enid playfully whined, undeterred as she continued to pump her hips.

"I'm sorry," Yoko gasped, her hips twitching, "fuck, I really needed that."

Beside her, Divina quickly followed suit, succumbing to her own orgasm. Her thighs clenched together, trapping her fingers deep within her pussy as she rode the waves of ecstasy.

"It seems like you both really needed that," Enid chuckled, slowing her pace and gently rocking her hips into Wednesday. A surge of pressure built at the base of Enid's cock.

Enid was close.

"No shit," Yoko laughed, panting, "believe it or not, watching you two fuck is hotter than hell. Who needs porn?"

Divina nodded in agreement, her eyes glazed over as she recovered from her second intense orgasm, her head resting on her Alpha’s shoulder.

"Don't stop on our account," Enid grinned, "I'm about to knot my girl anyway. We could use a show."

Wednesday let out a groan as Enid increased her pace once again. The sensation of Enid's rapidly swelling knot slamming against her clit with each powerful thrust pushed Wednesday closer to the edge. The room filled with moans and gasps. The bodies moved in perfect sync.

"Gonna knot you, okay?" Enid spoke with tenderness, "you okay with that?"

"I can take it, Cara Mia," Wednesday moaned, her voice filled with a mix of desire and determination, “knot me. Breed me, I beg of you.”

"I'm sure you can," Enid whispered, pressing a soft kiss against the back of Wednesday's head, "but you're not actually an Omega. Your pussy is smaller. You're not made to take me."

Wednesday's eyes narrowed, a hint of defiance in her voice, "I told you, I can take it. Now knot me!" She threw her ass back several times, increasing the impact of Enid’s thrusts, causing the pair to moan.

Enid gasped, "fine. You asked for it!"

With renewed vigour, Enid resumed her powerful thrusts, causing Wednesday to cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The sensation of Enid's knot spreading her pussy open with each forceful thrust was overwhelming. Wednesday whimpered as the bulb of Enid's knot smacked her clit with each thrust, building her own orgasm up. Despite the pain, the dark, primal part of Wednesday, the Addams part of her, craved the pain.

"Oh, fuck," Enid cried out, her voice filled with urgency, "I'm gonna cum, babe. I'm gonna cum!"

"Do it," Wednesday begged, the desperation evident in her voice, "take me, cum in me. Make me yours!"

With a powerful roar, Enid's knot forced its way inside Wednesday, eliciting a sharp cry from her. The bulb completely blocked off her entrance, filling her pussy until there was barely any room left. Wednesday gasped, the pain quickly yielding to a wave of bliss as Enid's hot cum began to fill her tight, stuffed pussy. The sensation of being filled to the brim intensified Wednesday's pleasure, and she felt her orgasm finally reach its peak.

With a loud moan, Wednesday's body convulsed in ecstasy. Her pussy clenched around Enid's knot, milking her for every drop of the Werewolf’s essence. It was a testament to Wednesday's resilience, defying her non-Omega status as she took Enid's knot like a well-bred Omega. The warmth of Enid's cum mixed with her own juices, creating a deliciously intoxicating blend that had both Wednesday and Enid practically drooling.

"That's it, baby," Enid cooed, her voice thick with satisfaction, "cum for me."

"Cara Mia," Wednesday choked, "so good."

Enid's lips curled into a pleased smile as she gazed down at her mate, but there was something missing. One final piece that needed to be done. Before Wednesday could fully bask in the afterglow, a sharp pain pierced her neck, causing her to yelp in surprise. The pain quickly transformed into a soothing tingle as Enid's teeth sank into her flesh, finally claiming her as her own.

Wednesday's eyes widened, a mixture of pleasure and surrender coursing through her veins. Blood trickled down her shoulder as Enid's eyes turned pure black, her Alpha instincts taking over. The feeling triggered another, smaller climax, overwhelming Wednesday's senses as she succumbed to the bond between them.

Withdrawing her teeth from Wednesday's neck, Enid lapped her tongue at the wound with a possessive hunger.

"All mine," she whispered, her voice laced with possessiveness as she stared at the mark.

"All yours," Wednesday quietly agreed, her eyes beginning to droop with exhaustion.

"Don't go to sleep yet, babe," Enid urged, her voice filled with a hint of longing as her knot shrunk and her cock slipped from Wednesday’s core, still hard, "I haven't finished with you."

Wednesday let out a tired huff as she rolled onto her side. She smiled, her voice laced with trust, "use me if you must, Mon Loup. I insist. I... I just need to regather myself. I must admit I am rather tired."

Lifting Wednesday’s leg up, Enid re-entered and resumed her slow, deliberate thrusts, using Wednesday as she had been given permission to. The last flicker of consciousness in Wednesday's mind was greeted by the sight of Yoko and Divina on Enid's bed. Divina's face was buried in the mattress, one eye exposed to watch the intense display before her, while Yoko stood behind her, pounding away at her Omega's dripping pussy, her moans mixing with Enid’s.

What a night it had become.

The following day arrived with excited fanfare. Wednesday awoke, still bare, with Enid holding her from behind as she slept. They were covered in a blanket, shielding their nude bodies from the room. Opposite them, still on Enid's bed, were Yoko and Divina, now both just as nude with nothing to cover them. Divina cuddled into Yoko, her face tucked into her neck, while Yoko nestled her nose into the Siren's hair.

Glancing at the clock, Wednesday noted that it was only eight in the morning. She sighed, knowing that trips to Jericho were not open until midday. Shifting, she grimaced as soreness between her legs made itself known. It was a delicious soreness, undoubtedly, but still sore, nonetheless. Wednesday felt thoroughly used, and she loved it. Her neck still stung from where Enid had claimed her, and she couldn't wait to inspect the mark during her shower.

Turning to face Enid, Wednesday noticed the stickiness on her stomach. She frowned, questioning just how long Enid had gone on for after she had fallen asleep. A low moan escaped Enid's lips, causing Wednesday to look up at her girlfriend's face. The Werewolf was still deep asleep, but her eyes were scrunched, and her mouth was slightly open, breathy moans slipping through.

A newly familiar sensation poked Wednesday's stomach, and she lifted the blanket to find Enid's morning wood pressing against her. Smirking, Wednesday reached down and grasped the cock, causing Enid to let out a gasp, albeit remaining asleep. Slowly, she began to pump, relishing in the whimpers that spilled from her Alpha.

Eventually, Enid's eyes slowly opened, blearily taking in her surroundings until she registered the pleasurable sensation coming from her cock. She looked down, staring at the way Wednesday's hands idly pumped her. Wednesday looked up at her, smirking.

"What are you doing?" Enid moaned, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to Wednesday's lips.

"You were asleep, but the rest of you was awake," Wednesday teased, gliding her thumb over the cockhead, earning a jerk of the hips from Enid.

"Are you okay?" Enid whispered, rocking her hips, "after yesterday?"

"I am absolutely fine, my love," Wednesday confirmed, "I thoroughly enjoyed myself."

Enid tiredly beamed, nodding, "good."

The two lapsed into silence, staring at each other as Wednesday continued to pump away. Eventually, without warning, Enid grunted, and hot seed spewed from her cock, coating Wednesday's hand, arm, and some of her stomach. The Goth stared down at the mess before smiling up at Enid.

"Thank you, love," she said, leaning in to kiss Enid, “for last night.”

"You're welcome," Enid murmured against her lips, her voice filled with a mixture of gratitude and desire. She savoured the taste of their mingled breath as they kissed. As her pleasure subsided, Enid pulled away slightly, "you're incredible, you know that?"

Wednesday hummed, "that’s the first time someone has referred to me as ‘incredible.’”

Enid chuckled softly, her fingers gently caressing Wednesday's cheek, “let's clean up. I want to see that mark on your neck."

The two lovers untangled themselves from the blanket and made their to the bathroom, leaving Yoko and Divina undisturbed. Stepping into their shower, the warm water cascaded over their skin.

Wednesday tilted her head, exposing the mark on her neck for Enid to inspect. The sight of the fresh bite made Enid’s Alpha howl with triumph, her lips brushing against the mark with a gentle kiss. The possessiveness in her eyes was undeniable.

Wednesday's breath caught in her throat as Enid's tongue traced the edges of the bite, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. Her tongue began to move from her bite, moving to her neck, her shoulder, anywhere she could reach. Wednesday began to recognise the act.

Enid was scenting her.

Enid's hands roamed over Wednesday's wet skin, exploring every curve. With each touch, each kiss, another wave of arousal built.

As the steam cleared, Wednesday found herself pressed against the shower wall front first, her back arching in pleasure as Enid's cock expertly teased her sensitive spot. The water continued to rain down upon them, amplifying the sensations as Wednesday's moans filled the air.

Sensing Wednesday's heightened state of arousal, Enid's cock slipped effortlessly inside her, the slickness allowing for easy entry. The sensation of being filled once more sent waves of pleasure crashing through Wednesday's body, her walls eagerly embracing Enid's cock.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, the water acting as their sensual conductor. With each thrust, each moan, their pleasure grew. Enid's cock hit that sweet spot every time.

Wednesday's cries filled the bathroom, her body trembling on the edge of release. Enid's lips found the back of her neck, muffling her moans, and in that moment, they came, and Wednesday shivered as she felt herself being filled once more.

As their bodies quivered in the aftermath, the water continued to rain down, washing away the evidence of their encounter. But the mark on Wednesday's neck remained. With a contented sigh, Wednesday leaned her head against Enid's shoulder, their breath mingling in the steam-filled air.

"I love you," she whispered, her voice filled with rare sincerity.

Enid's eyes sparkled with emotion as she cupped Wednesday's cheek.

 "I love you," she replied, her voice filled with devotion.

The two eventually stepped out of the shower, drying each other off before stepping into their room to get changed. When they did, they were greeted with the enticing sight of Yoko sitting up on Enid's bed against the wall, her hand gently guiding Divina's head as her mouth expertly engulfed Yoko's shaft.

"Sorry," Yoko grinned, sighing in relief, "had to deal with this, you know?"

Enid shrugged nonchalantly, understanding herself as she casually walked nude over to her side to get dressed, while Wednesday did the same on hers.

"It's fine," Enid replied, her voice filled with a hint of amusement. She watched for a moment, watching the way Divina blushed as she realised she was being observed by another Alpha.

As the two got dressed, Yoko eventually reached climax, releasing her cum down Divina's throat. Afterward, they both got up, taking a moment to dress themselves.

"Hey, we're gonna go shower back in my dorm," Yoko announced, tucking herself into her trousers, "we meeting you at the shuttle?"

"Yes," Wednesday nodded, her voice filled with anticipation, "the quicker we get to Jericho, the quicker we can have you approve our bond."

"Sounds good to me," Yoko flashed a thumbs-up, "thanks for the show last night, by the way. We should do that again sometime."

Divina playfully slapped Yoko on the arm, earning a grumble from the vampire, but the way Divina blushed made Enid thinks she agreed.

Wednesday's gaze turned stern, her eyes narrowing as she spoke in a commanding tone, "speak of last night's events outside this room besides Outcast Services, Tanaka, and you shall find out what it's like to be hunted by an Addams."

Yoko nodded, smirking, "understood. What happened in Ophelia Hall stays in Ophelia Hall. I promise I won’t tell anyone about your Omega kink."

"Good," Wednesday nodded, not fully grasping the reference, "we shall see you at midday."

With a final goodbye, Yoko and Divina left the dorm, leaving Wednesday and Enid alone. Enid smiled, her eyes gleaming mischievously, "so… what do you wanna do for a few hours?"

Wednesday's mind wandered, contemplating the possibilities, "do you have something in mind?"

Enid stepped closer, her body pressing against Wednesday's as she pulled her flush against her, "you did tell me I could eat you out at any time," she whispered.

Wednesday's breath hitched, her pulse quickening with anticipation, "I... we just showered," she protested weakly.

Enid's smirk grew, her fingers gently tracing circles on Wednesday's waist, "we can shower again," she suggested.

"I need to work on my novel," Wednesday offered as a feeble excuse.

Enid's eyes sparkled, "well, that one we can do both."

Wednesday paused.

That was a good point.

After the group re-joined at the Quad at midday to get on the first shuttle to Jericho, they made their way to the Outcast Services department at the townhall, their steps filled with anticipation. The Outcast Services department was only a tiny area, tucked away neatly in the corner, out of view from the normies. As they entered, Enid, being the Alpha, took charge and confidently approached the clerk's desk.

"Wednesday and I have come to declare our bond," Enid announced proudly, albeit her voice shaky. She gestured towards Yoko, standing beside her, who waved at the clerk awkwardly, "and we have brought Yoko as our witness. We would like the official paperwork please."

The clerk, a kind and middle-aged outcast, winced sympathetically at the group. Enid furrowed her brow, sensing something was amiss, "what's wrong?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern, "have we missed something?"

The clerk took a deep breath, preparing to deliver the unexpected news, "I… I'm sorry to inform you," she began, her tone gentle, "but that tradition of Alpha's witnessing and approving an unranked being's bond? ...that was dissolved last year."

Enid's eyes widened in surprise, a tinge of embarrassment creeping onto her cheeks as she flushed red. She exchanged a quick glance with Wednesday, who shared her mortification. For once, Wednesday’s pale skin had a hint of red as she blushed.

"You mean," Wednesday's voice faltered, "we slept with each other in front of our friends for no reason?"

The clerk nodded sympathetically, "I'm afraid so. The rules have changed, and unranked beings can now bond with ranked beings without requiring approval. It’s a good thing, when you think about it."

A mixture of disbelief and embarrassment washed over Enid and Wednesday, feeling foolish for their misunderstanding. In the midst of their embarrassment, Yoko couldn't contain her laughter. Her cackle echoed not just through the room, but into the townhall, causing heads to turn and curious glances to be directed at the department door. Yoko's amusement only intensified as she caught Enid and Wednesday's mortified expressions.

Enid scowled at Yoko, "you find this hilarious, don't you?"

Yoko tried to catch her breath between fits of laughter, nodding eagerly, "I'm sorry, but this is gold! Who would have thought you two would publicly declare your bond without needing to?"

Wednesday's face reddened, "this is not amusing.”

The clerk offered a comforting smile, "don't worry. It happens more often than you think. It's a bit of a learning curve with the changes in regulations."

Enid took a deep breath, embarrassed, “well, thank you for informing us. We’ll… get out of your hair."

The clerk nodded.

As they turned to leave, Yoko couldn't resist one final comment, her laughter still lingering in the air as she threw her arm over Enid’s back, "well, at least we'll always have that memory of last night! At least, I’ll always have that memory, for sure."

Enid rolled her eyes, but a small grin played at the corner of her lips, "shut up, Yoko."

“No, I was being serious earlier,” Yoko grinned, wagging her eyebrows at Wednesday and Divina, who frowned at the Vampire, “we should do it again, sometime. It was fun.”

“Why would we need to?” Wednesday asked, “we no longer need a witness… not that we needed one in the first place, it turns out.”

“Because it’s fun, Wednesday,” Yoko flashed her fangs, smiling, “fun between friends. We could do what we did last night, we could swap, who knows.”

“What was in your blood this morning?” Enid laughed at her friend’s offer.

“Just some three hundred year old booze, why?” Yoko grinned.

“No reason,” Enid shook her head, moving over to Wednesday, “you okay?”

“Embarrassed,” Wednesday revealed, “last night was a waste of our time.”

“I mean… sure, but we had fun, still, right?”

Wednesday looked up at Enid, frowning, before admitting, “yes, I suppose it was… fun.”

“Not a complete waste then,” Enid nudged her shoulder.

“Is that something you would be interested in, then?” Wednesday asked, looking ahead.

“In what?”

“Yoko’s suggestion,” Wednesday reminded, “doing it again… perhaps swapping.”

“Why? Are you interested?” Enid asked, taking Wednesday’s hand.

Looking down at their joined hands, Wednesday looked back up at Enid, “perhaps. I will admit that I did enjoy last night far more than expected.”

Enid inhaled, watching as Wednesday smirked, walking on ahead with Yoko and Divina. Enid watched the three walk on for a second, mind scrambled, before she jolted back to reality.

“Wait, Willa,” Enid called out, running, “you can’t just say shit like that and then walk off!”