Have to Grow Up Faster
He was looking forward to his sixteenth birthday.
It was coming up soon. Ish. And he would hopefully present. He was still considered a pup, and a freshmen in high school. And a bit too cute for his own good. But he was hoping to present soon. He was mostly curious about what everyone smelled like. And what he'd present as. His coat color. His breed. All of it. His parents had been gathering everything they thought he'd need for anything he was to present as. He was a clean sheet, ready to be dyed in whatever colors nature saw fit. And depending on what he presented as, the world would open its arms to him for possible future careers.
He had until he presented to enjoy being carefree. Eh, sort of. He still had to focus and study and get good grades. He needed to graduate. Only after he presented would certain courses and classes in sophomore year and up, be open up to him. It was high school's way of preparing him for potential life as a full adult wolf. Doing what his sub-gender was most excellent at.
He also couldn't really participate in any sports, until he'd presented. Many sports they offered were more geared for betas and alphas. They were more contact sport like. And involved a lot of running and jumping. Climbing, and many other things alphas and betas could excel at. And some sports were more for omega types. After all, it was never wise to discredit the capabilities of omegas. Something he's been learning a lot lately. Freshman year wasn't just about furthering general education such as math, science, and literature. It also started preparing them for their presentations. Freshmen were the only ones on the cusp of presenting, while having to wait until they did.
Though he knew some made it to university before they presented.
It was luck of the dice.
If that were the case, he'd be learning everything for all three sub-genders. Only after he presented would the board of directors at either high school, or university start to narrow down his curriculum. And open up his allowances to participate in sports. If he wanted. It would also depend on his muscular structure. The bigger muscles the alpha had, the more hard contact sports they could participate in. And if he was an omega, then he didn't have to if he didn't want to. Sports were a sort of pride for alphas. A way to show their athleticism and prowess to any and all potential mates.
It was little wonder couples started to crop up senior years to university. How many remained and became actual mates, depended on the couple. But Yang Jeongin was still far too young to think about relationships like that. He had to present first. Only then could he be sexually awakened, and be able to actively seek out any and all potential partners. From just a temporary girlfriend or boyfriend, to eventual mate or mates.
And he wasn't too far off from presenting.
His parents even said he was going to present fairly soon. They could smell faint traces of his scent on him now and again. Usually after a shower, or he was sweating. A clear indication, his second puberty was approaching. When exactly it would hit, hardly anyone knew. But once he hit his presentation, his parents would call him out of school until his hormones and or pheromones had settled. He'd then wear a scent patch on his scent glands for the first five months. Slowly weaning off them so he didn't overpower others with his new scent. And it would give him time to adjust to his new body and heightened senses.
He was learning about that lately, as well.
Especially given he was in the special biology class offered during freshman year. Once more, preparations for when they presented. Each week was dedicated to learning the biological, chemical, and physiological make up of all the genders they could present as. From alphas and their knots, to omegas and their slick. It was fascinating, and educational. And what attributes they should try and obtain as they presented. What was best to attract mates and pack. And how to fend off rivals. What was and was not acceptable behavior around each. And how to try and decipher different cues from one another for mood.
Scent was only a player, but not the entire picture.
//
Today, he was learning about beta-omegas.
As were the others of his class.
No one was quite sure when tertiary genders evolved in the beta gene pool. But it had also broadened the spectrum of potential mates, and future generations of pups. And while Jeongin was eager to learn, he found his excitement on the subject dwindling a little. He'd been very focused on beta-alphas and alphas in particular. After class the last two times, he'd asked his teacher. He merely said, it was likely he'd present in the alpha spectrum. And was liable to find a mate in the same general area.
That pups his age did tend to show signs of what they'd present as and search for in a mate, based on how they reacted to each lesson. And from what Jeongin had noticed, his parents were stocking up supplies for a more alpha type presentation. He accepted this. He wouldn't mind in the least. He had nothing against omega types. Far from it. They just clearly didn't tickle his inner wolf much.
He was very heavily focused on the lessons. On how both primary genders went through their beta-omega presentations. First the beta gene took over, then the omega strands of their wolf DNA. Must be nice, having all the sex organs for incredible sex. Not that Jeongin would know, or be interested at this time. But it would be something he'd focus on after his presentation.
Most wolves after their presentation and having stabilized, were sexually active. And eager to mate and breed. It was just that society made it so they had to learn patience, and to find their mates. Rather than just take the first thing on legs that got their wolves howling.
His teacher pointed to how the male beta-omega body went through its changes. On how organs shifted about to make room for one more. The uterus. The one thing separating omega types, from alpha types. At least, in the male populace. Female alpha types were still capable of having pups. It was just more difficult. And they rarely had more than three in their life times. Something about the testosterone in their blood making pregnancies riskier than necessary. He also pointed out, male omegas went through something similar inside their bodies. Emphasizing it was a most painful experience for them. Having something growing inside them.
And not the pups.
He would delve a little into pregnancies for the omega types in tomorrow's lessons. This was just what they got first. Just as the teacher was moving through the body's systems and functions of a male beta-omega, the sound of chairs scrapping along the floor in a classroom not far drew their attentions. They heard gasps, and some screaming. Despite this being the freshman floor, it wasn't impossible for someone to start presenting in school. Nor go into their heat or rut cycles. It was natural. And really, all they could do was be taken care of. The parents would be called, and they would be swiftly taken home and tended to.
Thinking it was the case here, the teacher turned back to his lesson, "As you may see here, the beta-omega's cock is capable of producing sperm to help impregnant a mate as well. They can bear and impregnant others."
Before he could go even further, they were interrupted yet again. By students from the class earlier, running and screaming down the halls. He and his class looked to one another in confusion, and some fear. Wide eyed and curious, but getting scared. Whispers and murmurs began to go through the classroom. The teacher huffed. He clearly didn't like his lesson being interrupted. It was important information he was giving. Information they'd need for their futures.
Just as he opened the door, a most unpleasant odor filled the room. Despite their noses not being strong enough to detect the scents of their older adult wolf counterparts, this was a stench they could all detect. The teacher leaned out to see what the issue was, only to bend back and slam the door shut as one lurched at him. The students by the windows saw, and jumped back in fright.
The teacher cleared his throat, "I wish I could prepare you further for your futures as wolves. But I am uncertain you will see such a future. I strongly urge you all, take this book with you as you travel. Learn as much as you can for as long as you can. If you survive, you'll be grateful you did. Do not worry about the social etiquette portion, it no longer applies. With that, I dismiss you from my class. Good luck, and may the gods have mercy on us all."
With that, the students grabbed their things and bolted from the classroom.
Jeongin followed, though only a little confused. Mostly because he didn't know what was going on. He merely ran with the others. However, there was a voice in the back of his head. Telling him to make a hard right. He did. And it saved his life. He looked to the sound of unnatural snarling, and watched as the rest of his class were tackled down by others. He watched in horror as they began to eat them. Blood pooling the floor beneath them.
Oh, zombies.
//
His return home, was a bit of a blur.
As it would most who managed to make it to safety, this first day of the end of the world. After locking the door and pushing some furniture before it to keep it blockaded, Jeongin turned to face the empty apartment. It was quiet, the power out. As he struggled to breathe and get his heartrate back to relatively normal, he approached the coffee table. He saw a note waiting. As he read it, he wasn't sure how to feel. His parents were gone. Likely never to breathe normal again. They loved him and wished him luck. And that he should remain in the unit until he'd finished his presentation.
As he set it down, he noted his breathing and heartrate were still elevated.
He frowned, even as he stumbled and tried not to fall to the ground. He was growing dizzy. The room growing unusually hot. As black dots began to cloud his vision, he felt an excruciating burning pain in his crotch region. As he made it to his room, he scurried to pull his clothing off. He was burning up! As he finally made it to his bed, he'd striped himself naked. He closed his eyes, and grit his teeth. As his mind descended into whatever it wanted and chaos surrounded him outside the unit, he knew what was happening.
Sort of.
He was presenting.
Earlier than he had anticipated. But not far off the mark of when he was due. It was liable to be for the best. He'd need to be a real wolf to face the zombies now growing in numbers outside in the real world. As Jeongin's body went through its changes and he grew his sex organs, he listened to the world dying slowly outside the unit. The screaming and crashing of vehicles. The unsettling sounds of squelching and unnatural growling. It was a changing world. And Jeongin was changing with it.
All he hoped for, was that it meant he had a chance of survival. He'd be here for about a week. Maybe two. Anything to finally adjust enough to his new body and chemical makeup. He hadn't expected to present on the day the world ended. But in a way, he was grateful. At least he wouldn't die a pup. This would mean he'd be able to breed. If given the chance. And Jeongin had not yet had the opportunity, to learn about anything involving sex. Maybe he would find the lessons out through the textbook he still carried with him.
Per his teacher's final request.
If not, he could hope his lack of understanding didn't piss off the wrong wolves. He wanted to learn so he could face the new zombie infested world better. If that was even possible. Despite watching the same movies and shows as most everyone else did. The reality of shows and the reality of the real world, were vastly different. One may think they were prepared for such an outcome. But they never were. Clearly. Considering the chaos going on outside, it was very clear that Korea hadn't been ready for a real zombie outbreak. Even though they thought they were.
Outside, the world was changing. Dying.
Inside, Jeongin was changing.
Living as a new wolf.