Gray's hand pressed against Lance's neck, tightening his grip on his leg amidst his angry gaze. Lance's anger quickly turned into pain, although his expression remained unchanged, the misty layer in his eyes spoke volumes.

Grey has recently been giving Lance quite a lot of "guidance," and he has noticed that Lance is not weak or in pain to the extent of crying. It's just that his tear ducts are overly developed. Lance himself is not just a fool who flirts and hangs around with omegas.

Grey was in a good mood after figuring this out, but when it came to training Lance, he didn't show any mercy.

After all, he was a responsible instructor, and... his crying appearance was indeed quite attractive.

Quite pleasing to the eye. What's wrong with teasing a little?

Gray's face still wore an expressionless, forbidding look, making it clear that he didn't want anyone to come near. Then, he exerted even more force in secret. He stared into Lance's eyes, not breaking his gaze, until the tear in the corner of his eye slipped down and disappeared into his long hair. Regretfully, he released his grip.

The beautiful little cat was about to explode if he didn't let go, glaring at him with gritted teeth.

He still doesn't know that he looks attractive when he cries, right? I should train him more and raise Lance's pain threshold for tears. I truly am a good instructor, considering my students' well-being. Gray thought, without any guilt.

When class ended, Grey's mood was good, and he said a few more words: "You've made progress in combat, not bad. Tomorrow is my birthday, so I want to wish you an early happy holiday. Class dismissed!"

Before Gray left, he glanced sideways and noticed the Lance still hanging on Eden's body. Hearing his faint gasp, Gray suddenly reflected to himself, "Did I... go a bit too hard on him today?" Should I send him a bottle of potion?"

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Lance has been targeted by Gray for a week now. Even when Barton and the others offered to spar with Gray, he refused and kept his focus on Lance. Lance is now highly suspicious that Gray already knows about what happened that night.

He didn't have any good solution either. After all, there was physical education class every day, and there was no way to avoid it.

Lance was really itching with hatred. Every day, he was exhausted and in a sorry state. His contact with Amelia was getting less and less! How could Lance allow Amelia to see him in such a sorry state? Moreover, he couldn't bear to look at himself either...

The bruises on his body are increasing day by day. Although there are medications to alleviate the pain and expedite the healing process, they can't keep up with the speed of Gray's attacks. As for more effective medications, there's no need to use them since this is not a temporary matter.

Lance now only needs to take medicine every two days, which is quite cumbersome and requires the help of others.

Next time, perhaps we can go to the school clinic... After all, the Hiller family has sponsored quite a number of automated instruments. Maybe we can soak in a medicinal energy bath? Anyway, he's not short on potions.

"Sss... Eden, be gentle..." Lance gasped.

"Uhh... my waist also hurts..."

"...Eden... mmm... your skills have been improving..."

Eden's ears were hot as he kneaded Lance's back, his Adam's apple bobbing. Then, he suddenly realized something and shot a warning glare at the alphas around them.

He still didn't know their sinister intentions! Eden covered Lance again.

Gray had been standing at the door for a few seconds, his expression shifting, a bit unpredictable. He touched the vial in his pants pocket and had originally intended to turn and leave, but in an instant, he changed his mind when he heard Lance's sudden suppressed gasp. Then, reflexively, he kicked the door open and entered the dormitory.

The cheap alloy door of the dormitory was blasted open with a big hole. Edelance and the others instinctively pulled out their weapons, but they all froze when they saw the people in front of them clearly.

???

Instructor???

What is he doing??? Is he here to fight??? Why is he kicking the door???

Gray smelled the scent of potions in the air, contemplating whether he had misunderstood something.