Chapter one
Clary's emerald eyes scanned over the lecture hall, most of the seats were full of students of various gender, the mixed alpha and beta scents combining into an insidious odour that breached her senses. There were about fifty to seventy students currently occupying the plastic chairs, bags placed messily over the countertops in front of the chairs. A few students looked up at her, paying little attention to the dark haired girl with a mundane beta scent.
She grinned and sat herself down a few rows from the middle, placing the black backpack on the chair beside her and retrieving a spiral bound note book and pencil case from the bag, placing them on the ink stained table in front of her. Clary liked to be invisible or unnoticed by others, especially alphas. It made life so much easier, hiding her omega gender with a synthetic beta wash really made everyday life better. Her lean tanned form was covered by a simple white top and dark blue pair of skinny jeans. Long black hair cascading in large curls down her back and shoulders, a strand at the front braided with beads and a feather weaved into it. An invention of her flat mate, Kiera, the art student was always looking for new ways to liven things up.
Clary didn't know what to expect from this class. Honestly it sounded interesting and she needed another class so it was the logical option. The professor, Professor Holmes had a rather vibrant reputation at the University for his Ability to know everything about someone in a single glance. That and his rude and abrasive nature that had on more than one occasion made a student (and other professors) cry.
The chatter of students filled the room for the next ten minutes, five minutes after class was due to start. Clarissa ignored her fellow peers in favour of staring straight ahead, a black biro between her right forefinger and thumb. Time was ticking by slowly and people becoming more restless by the second.
The side door burst open five minutes later, banging forcefully against the wall as Professor Holmes strolled in. He walked with an air of grace, chin held high and face leading his body in a superior type of walk that spoke volumes for his personality. He was like everyone had described: tall, lean, pale, with unruly inky curls and silver eyes.
"Welcome to Criminology and Deductive Reasoning" Professor Holmes spoke in a smooth low baritone that was anything but welcoming, as his silver eyes danced over each students face, looking through everyone in the room. He pulled off his heavy grey coat, hanging it over the back of his chair and switching on the presentation. The screen illuminating with a power point with a dark blue professional background and the title on screen in a white times new romans font. Underneath the coat was a professionally tailored suit, black with a dark green, almost black shirt. "The module as stated in the title is a course on criminology and for those of your dim-witted enough to not understand what 'deductive reasoning' is then I suggest you leave my classroom because you are not smart enough to pass this course and therefore not worth my time."
Clary doubted anyone would be brave enough to leave and in doing so admit to being stupid. Professor Holmes glanced over the students once more before sitting on the edge of his desk and addressing them again. "I have some rules that I expect you to remember, I do abhor repetition. Firstly, I will not tolerate stupidity, if you have nothing smart to say then you will leave my class, I cannot have you lowering the IQ of the rest of the class. All assignments must be done, do not presume that I have the time to mark them, but all assignment must be done otherwise I will kick you off of my course. Clear? Good."
Clary smiled, Professor Holmes was exactly as the other students had described and it was very amusing. To hide her growing smirk she placed the black biro at her lips as he continued, switching onto the next slide. "The syllabus is online, I doubt that even you could not locate it on the universities website" he picked up a pile of papers and handed them to the students, allowing them to be passed around the room. "I have compiled a list of the modules to this course and the key dates; there will be three tests over the academic year, two mock tests and opportunities to apply your skill to real life situations."
Clary highlighted the important dates before notating what he was saying. "I will teach you the techniques required to understand all aspects of crime scenes and consequently solving crimes, it is not my job to babysit you or comfort you when you are unable to do so. We will be working on real life cases which I have solved on the behalf of NSY. The photos and information will all be real, in order to excel in my classroom you must not just see but observe and use your reasoning to deduce the circumstance of the crime scene."
"We will be looking at alpha, omega and beta cases – all of which are judged with equal value although the percentage of crimes relating to gender is vastly different." Professor Holmes's eyes settled on Clary for a second, moving so quickly that she could have sworn she imagined the whole thing. "67% of crimes are committed by alphas; the most common cause is love."
"Love" a male voice scoffed from the background, the cockiness indicating immediately that the owner of the voice was an alpha.
Professor Holmes stood, straightening up and glaring at the alpha student that had dared to question his teachings. Clary smirked, this time not bothering to hide it, even turning in her seat to glance at the blonde alpha with an unattractive face that was on the other end of the silver glare before turning back to look at Professor Holmes. "Did you have something to add? I'm sure we'll all benefit from your extensive knowledge on the subject" he spoke sarcastically earning a few muffled giggles from the students.
"Well it's a load of rubbish" the student argued flimsily. "You are claiming that over half the percent of alphas in the world commit crimes based on love, why would any alpha do that?"
"Arrogance" Clary muttered under her breath.
Holmes' eyes flicked to her, gaze cold and unnerving. "Care to expand, Miss…"
"Radley, Clarissa Radley" she introduced, rosy lips pulling back to reveal her white teeth. Sherlock gestured for her to continue. Clary took a breath and expanded on her previous statement. "Alpha's are arrogant" she stated, ignoring the gasps and chatter from the student around her. "The government clarify them as arrogant due to an exaggerated sense of their own importance or ability, they are also aggressive and possessive, this combined with their dominate nature and the possibility of an omega, love would be the greatest motivator in alpha related crimes. Simply, alpha's lust over omega's, it's a biological impulse that they are unable to control, if an omega was close by an alpha would instantly feel the need to assert its dominance over the omega and over other interested alphas. The government recognises these as crimes of biological impulses like a crime of passion; these crimes are committed daily and are sometimes unavoidable. Alphas are slaves to their biological impulses just as Omega's and Beta's are but that doesn't mean that they are not in control of their actions."
"Very good" he conceded once she had finished, eyes glancing over her with a perplexed expression. "Now if we are quite finished, class is dismissed, I want you all out of my sight."
Students picked up their belongings and piled out of the classroom, all eager to leave while Clary packed her notepad and pencil case into her black backpack at a leisurely pace. The door swung shut loudly, the chatter of students cut off and the lecture hall falling silent, Clary looked up at the only other person occupying the room, Professor Holmes.
Silver eyes were latched onto her, meeting her green eyes the moment she stood up, pulling her black leather jacket on. "Your scent suggests that you are a Beta but that is not the case, is it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." She muttered unconvincingly, walking down the stairs until she reached the ground and was stood directly in front of the black haired professor.
"Synthetic body wash." He observed, taking a large inhale through his nose for emphasis, taking in the scent the fake beta was admitting. "To the untrained it would classify someone as just another Beta but I am not untrained."
"I gathered that much" she commented, looking down at her feet for a moment.
"Beta body wash has a synthetic smell that masks all other scents; there is an underlying chemical smell to most of the branded body washes available on the streets, it may mask smells but it does not mask itself, there is no possible way to present yourself as a Beta using a synthetic smell." He explained, eyes narrowing slightly. "An alpha wouldn't hide it's gender, they have no reason, most believe them to be superior to the other genders but an omega, omegas hide all the time, you're unbonded, no bite mark, so why are you hiding?"
Clary licked her lips, Professor Holmes smelled positively divine. She sensed it the moment that she came in; an alpha of course, there was no doubt about it with his superior air and a delectable scent. A rich low scent that began with old wood, his family scent no doubt, overlaid with bergamot and leather, organ and cedar. The scent ripe and spicy with a citrus tang of grapefruit and swirls of vanilla, calm and intoxicating vanilla. "I thought you would already know that you would have used your deductive reasoning to figure it out." She teased, pearly white teeth shining. "I'm told my scent it rather strong, considerably so. In my experience it is better to avoid the unwanted attention of alphas, they can be rather dominating and I do so hate to be dominated."
"I request that you stop wearing it" Sherlock spoke with his usual air of superiority, voice demanding but soft like an alpha requesting something from their omega. Clary raised an eyebrow in response, pleading with him to elaborate. "The smell is cheap and chemical, I find it distracting and I cannot afford to be distracted."
"Your wish is my command" she whispered, glancing at the alpha once more before walking gracefully of the room. She turned just before she opened the door and addressed him. "Be the consequences on your head, professor."
I have always wanted to write an omega/alpha/beta verse fic, this is my first attempt so please be kind.