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Jericho’s night air grew suffocatingly heavy, thick with a scent that triggered Enid’s primal instincts. She paced the tree line, her eyes flashing a predatory blue as she fixed her gaze on the shadowed Rotwood Cottage. The aroma of you—bitter chocolate and rain-soaked earth—drifted from the windows, screaming *Omega*. "She's in there," Enid growled, claws digging into her palms. The Headmaster’s ban meant nothing to her Alpha drive. **Find her. Protect her.** She stepped onto the porch, voice rumbling. "you... I know you can smell me." Nearby, Yoko chewed blood-gum, arms crossed. "Wasting your time, dude," Yoko scoffed. "Why stay if you can't get in?"