Clauis's eyes widened, fear clearly seen his eyes, he took steps back as the marquis took much step forward, "N-No, P-Please." Clauis stuttered, he was about to cry now, the marquis had so much lust in his eyes it was suffocating, he didn't like this.

His mind muddled, being in a panic state he couldn't think right, he wanted to run away, so far away, yet he couldn't do so, his body was frozen and refused to move not only that but the overwhelming pheromones kept him in place, restricting his freedom of movement.

"P-Please, so-someone! Help! Ple-please! I-i be-be—" Clauis was cut off as another set of pheromones entered, this time, the pheromones comforted him, freeing him, allowing him to move, his shoulders slumped in relief, a few tears stained his cheeks and more fell, he slid on the floor with his back to the wall, the adrenaline finally gone.

That was when he realised, the smell, it was his father, he looked at the man who's shadow was cast over Clauis, he was so tall, his long hair reached his waist, wearing formal clothing with a fancy and formal looking cane. A few more tears fell from his eyes, he was safe. It didn't feel that suffocating anymore, he breathed calmly, today was a horrifying experience for him.

"Clauis, are you alright?" His father's calm voice echoed in his mind. "Yes father I feel better now." The Grand Duke hummed in response, putting more pressure on the marquis through his pheromones, he walked a bit in the front and placed his foot on marquis's head, crushing him. Derik (grand Duke) was truly angry.

He thought his son would be safe in academy yet he sees this as soon as he comes over? He glanced at the staff who trembling in fear on the floor, some of them seemed to have been peed as well. He couldn't let his son see such an embarrassing sight.

He walked over to his beautiful son, picking him up in his arms, he glanced down at the unconscious boy, he jaw clenched in anger, but he knew better than to let his pheromones out, he was not like the likes of those on the floor.

We walked with his head held high, each step he took screamed power, the students couldn't help but look and stare at him, Clauis was the definition of beauty and this man was the definition of handsomeness, Derik reached the infirmary and abruptly opened the door, he was in a bit joy as he saw a familiar face.

The old head nurse brightened when she saw the grand Duke yet she frowned at when she saw the unconscious beautiful boy, "put him down there." Derik simply obeyed the woman and placed his son down on a comfortable bed with soft mattress.

The old woman checked his whole body and her eyes seem worried. "He was hit hard in the stomach, this bruise is very bad, but he was lucky, the kick avoided the womb so it wasn't damaged, but still, when the boy wakes up he is going to be in a lot of pain, i suggest you hire a healer, Derik."

He only nodded, the old woman sighed and applied some cream/lotion to the bruise. The both of them talked of old times as the woman retold some embarrassing moments of the man.

Hours had gone by, he summoned a healer and had his son's injury healed, yet he showed no signs of waking up, the old head nurse told him it was due to shock of experiencing strong negative emotions through pheromones. He couldn't help but be worried about his youngest omega son.