There was no easy way to say this, but by telling the truth, however fucked up that may be. She, the future wife of an officer of the law, was being raped, by her favorite teacher, she was numb, he had half drugged her and half coerced her into this. Thrusting into her pussy, he made sound of what she assumed were pleasure, as if this was something he had yearned for and getting such a thing as fucking her, was a treat. But knowing that she would most definitely become pregnant with his child or children was a fact that seemed to never be acknowledged by her or her professor. How would she break this to her alpha and soulmate? Faster paced thrusts were now happening. The act of the rape was already terrible that it was happening now, but the consequences were what tore her mind to shreds. A few more hard thrusts and she could feel him stop moving, probably cumming inside of her, a new tingling in her arms, so, he also bound her body in his want to rape her? Why did she have to be raped by him, what had she done? Leaning down and trying to shove his tongue into her mouth, he soon removed his three inch cock from her and she knew she was being nice by saying three.

Having only felt his balls against her, but never his cock inside of her, she knew he had to have been on a smaller scale of what every omega had said. Not getting what he wanted, he yanked her up by her hair. She was able to see the cock that had been inside her though. Knowing not to made a deal of it, she knew that the statue of David was the only other cock she had seen that size.

He was such a prick for having such a small one. Taking her new found mobility, she gave him a slap across his face before leaving him stunned.

That was when she made a run for it, only two corridors down in a girl's water closet, she did an assessment of herself before she began feeling sick. Next year was her last year of school. She desperately needed out of this hellish place.

Thoughts of what had happened, sickened her, quickly throwing disillusionment charms and notice me not spells on herself, she promptly threw up in a loo close by.

Noise was outside the stall, peeking out she saw Stella Henderson, the smartest girl of her year, her third year at Kingdom. Creeping out bit by bit, she stopped when the young girl swung around while pointing her wand out in her left hand making herself on the defensive side. Knowing that the gig was up, she dropped her disguise. Stella looked shocked before creeping toward Cleopatra, the two girls knowing that one was injured and the other just needed to wash her hands.

To break the silence, she waved her hand from side to side in a gentle motion, "Hi.", she must have seemed more weak, or not a threat, as Henderson put the wand away in her pocket. "Hello, Miss,uh, Miss. Kaves, is it?". Cleo shut her eyes, she was in pain already, but that was salt to her injury, she corrected her, "Mistress Santiago, but please, call me Cleo.". Cleo needed to get to the infirmary but needed to collect herself first, "Oh- are you ok, Cleo? You look", she hesitated, "Hurt.". A nice way to put it. Shifting from foot to foot, wincing when she aggravated her fanny in her movement, she was reliving her assault as Stella kept calling out to her.

It hurts, it hurts, she could feel herself unravel. She wanted to go home. She was just hurting and needed her alpha.

Stella, not knowing what to do as the older girl slid to the ground, falling over crying. She could tell she was hurt, just couldn't find any obvious injuries. As she looked Cleo over, approaching her, she saw it.

There was no fabric where there should have been trousers, someone had taken them. Someone had taken them as they hurt her.

Oh Merlin! Was Cleo assaulted?

Briefly thinking back on her own assault months ago, she winced, pulling herself together as she huddled around the crying girl. Knowing what she had to do, she bound Cleo, levitating her and going discreetly to the hallway. She could get to Professor Queenston but not the infirmary, casting spells to make herself close to invisible. As she made her way down the stairs then down the corridor, she braced herself for what might occur inside, there were no classes today, but she could have company.

A sound knock later, she was let in where Professor Queenston and Jeeves were sitting at her desk. Maybe they could take care of the situation, instead of the infirmary, it definitely helped with Professor Jeeves there. Standing in alarm as she led Cleo inside. She was motioned her to lay Cleo on a desk nearby, she did so just as the bind wore off, Cleopatra was huddled now, still crying.

"What happened to her?", she didn't know how to respond to that. As Jeeves reached out toward her, a scroll appeared in front of him that would tell them what had happened to Cleo, but she already knew.

"Miss. Henderson. Where did you find Mistress Santiago?", Stella became quiet, "She was on the second floor in the girl's water closet, she said hi and then just cried a lot.". She didn't understand, Queenston went to the fireplace, placing a call through the Floo network.

Calling out to Bulgaria's Head Officer's Office. She waited for a person to answer her call, "Please leave her to us, Miss. Henderson, we will need privacy during this time.", she was herded out of the room by Professor Jeeves.

Inside the classroom, Cleopatra was crying, huddled on the desk as the potion's master stood nearby, the transfiguration professor talking with Head Officer of Bulgaria, asking for Officer Santiago.

"If you would state your reason, I will let him answer but first, business.", she sighed heavily, there really was no easy way to say this, "Mistress Santiago is in quite a state of distress.".

Having to explain further, "She may be the victim of an assault that happened moments ago, she is in urgent need of her alpha, please.", he had grown visibly agitated with each word before he left and another appeared.

"Professor Queenston, I need to know if she is ok enough to see me.", his eyes bore into hers, his gaze never seeming to end as he waited for her reply. "She was found without trousers on the second floor inside of the girl's water closet in distress, she's been brought to my office, via body bind and levitation, Officer Santiago.", he closed his eyes briefly. Reopening them, he directed his gaze at her, "Stand back.", the only warning she received until he withdrew and stepped through the fireplace, entering Kingdom, eyes searching for her.

Once he saw her. He honed in on her, willing away the annoyance at the professors of the Kingdom. A piece of parchment was handed to him, he refrained from making a reaction, his omega was in distress, and had just been assaulted. Fucking rat bastard. As he approached her, she noticed him and began reaching out before withdrawing to herself as if burnt. Repeating it twice more, before finally settling on reaching out to him. As he slid his arm around her form, it seemed as if she gave up, gently shaking as she buried herself into his body, wanting to hide from it all. For the pain to go away.

"Shhhh, shhhhh, it's ok, I'm here Cleo, you're safe.", he said as he was fending off emotion, positioning her legs around his waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He held her close to his body. Yet, knowing not much else could be done, he made sure not to falter in his holding of her to him, "I will need to see a British Officer or someone from the school board. Reports will to be written and filled.".

Accent heavy in his voice now, "Cleo, I need to take you to Saint Martinson's, ok?". Sniffling was heard as she nodded her head. She wanted to go home. She wanted the pain to go away. After he called for a house elf, the tiny creature to Saint Martinson.

Once entering, his presence seemed to make the building tense.

Everyone knew that if a Bulgarian Officer was there, specifically him, something happened.

The receptionist glanced up, "Omega Treatment is down the left hall, three doors down on the right.", he didn't leave yet, "I request an Officer be brought in while she is being seen.". The beta woman seemingly indifferent spoke out, "One will follow you there, reports are in the office of the Officer on duty.". With that he made his way to the Omega Treatment room. Eyes following him before Officer Alastair Haystan stepped behind him, becoming his shadow to accompany them.

Inside the room, a kind woman greeted them, had them go to room number seven and had a medic tend to them, Haystan spoke out, "Can you tell me what happened and I can retrieve the report needed".

Cleo was set down on the exam table for the nurse to tend to her. The piece of parchment was put into the nurse's hands. Reading it, she frowned before handing it back to the Santiago, "She is seventeen and next year is her last year of schooling, correct?", he nodded before she said more. Needing to be extremely cautious as this conversation could break all trust and relations between Magical Britain and Bulgaria, she gave her advice. "I feel, it would be sensible to", she paused briefly to purse her lips, "take her home where she can recover in peace.". There, it was said, she only had a nod in response, "Officer Haystan, I will be giving you evidence you need to put with the report on what occurred today.".

This was not the first time an omega had been assaulted, by that professor or any of the others.

No one knew the true number of victims who were attending or that had graduated from Kingdom, not many reported it.

Haystan nodded, having already read the diagnosis parchment that had been done by Professor Jeeves at Kingdom. Bloody Coyote had done it again, but this time it would stop.

His younger omega wife had been a victim of Coyote as they had attended school together as well as Coyote's on-again-off-again partner's younger sibling. Both Kim and Reggie had suffered years before they were free from the man. Jeeves being a suspected victim of Coyote a s well, but never confirmed. Just as a leopard can't change its spots and neither can Coyote.

Having the papers for a report, he let the nurse, Mrs. Leylard, to fill out her report, Officer Santiago filled out his and evidence was collected.

Crimes against omegas, especially omegas of international registry, were especially tricky to have files on, their country of residency highly likely to have every report concerning them, taken to an International Confederation meeting. Britain's prime minister would be in a very sticky situation, very soon, with a majority of the other members.

Mistress Santiago was liked by those with strong relations to Bulgaria's diplomat, Lord Kaves.

Having been adopted by Lord and Lady Kaves during the height of the war with Lord Thanatos, Mistress Santiago's biological father.

Continuing on with her life, she had met Officer Santiago in Temple when he was in fourth year and her in her first, they had gotten on rather well. By the time she was in her fifth year and he just graduated, they became engaged to one another. With provided rings for each other. By the next school year, she was transferred to the Kingdom in Britain on the grounds of being a transfer student to a school she was born to attend. They had said it was a dishonor to her and her biological ancestors who had helped create the school, it was her birthright as a Natural born British witch.

This whole situation started a chain of events so serious, it may spell out the end of Magical Britain's spot in the Magical Confederacy.

This would change history. And he had the front row seat.

Taking sperm samples from the omega's inner fanny, Nurse Leylard was sure to be gentle as she collected, not too firm as to hurt, but not too gentle as to get a bad sample. Officer Santiago held her through the entirety of the process, whispering words of encouragement to her when she whimpered. Her school year was nearly over, except for the mandatory exams.

They would be happening in Bulgaria, he didn't want to accept the notion of her staying any longer than filing the report, she would be going home with him and that was final.

How could this have happened? His omega had been a good student, very anxious and fearful at the beginning of the year but she had gotten better after the first handful of months. Flocks of students had been swarming her daily, enough so that she had demanded a private room in Scornful in the lower levels of the school.

There on out, no one except for the occasional Scornful student had approached her, everyone backing off once they noticed her engagement ring.

Only fools would be approaching her.

The case was though, there were many fools in Kingdom. Too many to name.