***Aurora's POV***
Lively chatter fills the dining room as several young omegas serve us our food. We enjoy our meal, cracking jokes and laughing at some old stories. Apparently Wesley and Oliver were friends back in high school. Wesley was a senior and Oliver was just a freshman. They used to spar with each other when Oliver first began his warrior training.
"I used to kick his ass, three times a day, 5 days a week," Wesley boasted.
"Yeah, well you had already completed training and I was just beginning so don't give yourself too much credit," Oliver jokes, taking the final bite of his steak. "I believe I was kicking your ass two hours ago too."
"Ha! That gash I gave you on your chest begs to differ!" Wesley laughs. "You always did leave your chest wide open. Makes
