Chapter 14
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Farrell's POV
There is a knock on my door and by the scent I notice it's Meghan. And I bet she is here with food again. The smell of eggs and bacon hits my nose and confirms my theory.
"It's been 2 days, Farrell," I hear voice and then her presence beside me.
I still look out through the window. It's been an hour since the sunrise and everyone else is already starting their day.
But I don't want another day to begin. I want days to go reverse if that's even possible. To the day where I finally listen to my mom and stay away from the stupid party.
"It's been 2 days since I lost her," I whisper and Meghan swallows down a sob of her own.
"Sebastian is barely holding s**t together. He needs you," she says, with tears of her own and I nod.
We both are two orphans I think. Losing everyone we know. Then I realized that even Meghan doesn't have anyone. We are the only family she ever had.
So I just throw my arm around her and pull her closer to me. She finally starts crying out loud and I don't stop her. My mom was the glue who kept us all together. Without her, it feels so empty.
Maybe I was the one who killed her. I am the one who did it. It's my bad luck. My cursed fate. I don't even deserve this life.
"Ask someone to call Sebastian here. Let's have breakfast together," I say and she pulls away with a smile.
Meghan doesn't say anything as she runs out of the room, comes back to grab the plate of food she brought earlier and runs out again.
I take a quick shower and throw on a casual outfit. As I stare at myself in the mirror, I notice the bags under my eyes. I look like a mess. But that's what I am. A mess.
I glanced at the shoe mom put outside my room door the other day. Our way of communicating. Rose or chocolate. But that was the first time she put a shoe at my door. The last memory I have of hers.
I walk downstairs to see Sebastian sitting on the couch and Meghan nowhere to be seen. Maybe setting the dining table up. She was always interested in such things. Setting things up. Decorating. Baking. And all such things.
"Good morning," I greet him and he looks at me with bags under his eyes, a replica of mine.
I sit by his side and give his shoulder a gentle squeeze. We both are on our own now. With Meghan. None of us found mates. None of us still have an idea of what we are doing.
I don't know where life takes us from here. But I hope it's a nice turn.
Meghan tells us that everything is ready. Sebastian and I walk to the dining table and see it has everything I can think of. But I sit anyway and let one of the omegas serve me a little bit of everything.
"Why don't you move here, Sebastian?" I ask him and he doesn't say anything, as he chews a piece of the sausage on his plate.
"Yes! Give your oh so independent idea of living and come here. We can do everything together," Meghan says.
He is giving us the silent treatment. Or maybe he just wants to be left alone.
"As your first task as the beta today, kindly get me the route maps and the pack details of everyone who came to the party. Except Alpha Aylee's pack," I tell Sebastian and he looks at me finally.
"Why?" He asks me and I look at him confused.
"The last time I remember, I challenged them. I intend on keeping my promise," I say and he smiles, with a nod.
"And I'll move here. Thanks," he says again, making Meghan smile wide.
I can't wait to conquer packs and kill Alphas. I want to suck the life out of them. And I want to enjoy it the way they enjoyed watching my mom die.
Moon Goddess, give me strength to become the conqueror that they are afraid of.
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