BEST BUDDIES.
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Glad, Jason saved my butt. I don't know how I would have left that place.
I want him again, damn.
I didn't even know he was going to be there, that was my private room at the club, Damon's club. I always go there whenever I want to get away from my father, his anger and problems. Who could have thought I would end up bumping into him and sleeping with him. How did he come to the room that night anyway, how did he know that I was there?
No, he didn't know I was there. The surprised look on his face when he puked on the sink, tells that he wasn't aware that I was there, he was so innocent and in heat, begging me to bed him.
Now I'm going to school tomorrow morning, damn, I would have to face him, what would he think of me, wouldn't he think that I raped him or something.
But, I didn't rape him, he wanted me in his bed, he begged for it, I just could not resist myself from sleeping with him, he was so erotic. I'm a werewolf, an Alpha, anyone in my position would have done the same, besides his pheromones triggered the rut in me, making me go wild.
What have I done?
Still weak, I leaned on the wall and sat down on the floor, taking a deep breath.
This was the first time in my life, having s*x for two days nonstop, it really took its toll on me.
I wonder how he is feeling now.
Sky.
Come to think of it, I've never actually fancy Male Omegas before, that was strange, I didn't know males were that tasty down there, f**k. Why do I still want him in my bed, could it be the hormones or what.
Come to also think of it, whenever I see that lad, tears will always flow down my cheeks, I think most of the time, actually. Why do I feel my heart ache so bad, this sorrow, this bitterness, the tears felt so real and touching my cheeks makes me believe that it is real when I see the tears on my hand.
Yet, why do I feel that way, if I should tell anyone, they will think I'm stupid and just imagining things and lately, I've also been having a lot of dreams, it's kind of, scary to me but, it's blurry somehow and sometimes it's clear and I recall them too and sometimes I don't at all.
I feel like I've seen him somewhere but I just can't explain it.
Then, I noticed a glass of milk in front of me, I glanced up, seeing my best friend, Jason handling it for me.
"You should drink this, you need your energy back." He muttered. I nodded and took it from him and began drinking some of it from the glass and sighed.
"Thank you, Jason."
"You are welcome,' he said and sat down in front of me, folded both of his legs across each other and stared at me.
"How come you are at my house, I thought you went home," I let out.
He shook his head. "I had to stay because of your father, he would have suspected otherwise that I lied to him."
"Huh. What did you tell him?" I questioned.
"That we went to the mountain for some sightseeing and lost track of time, training as well."
I chuckled. "How does that explain, why you are here dude.' I said in disbelief.
"I also told him that my parents had traveled, that I wanted to wait for you to get up, because of the training and that you would get furious if you didn't see me around. He agreed."
"Are you sure, he believed you, we don't look like that went for training.'
I was kind of terrified of my father. When you lie to him, he would stay calm and wouldn't say anything but hit you at your weakest point, to let you know that he knew the truth and I don't wish to face that type of punishment from him.
Nor do I have the strength to face him either.
"Of course, he did believe me.' He said confidently. "And I also made sure, he didn't smell the omega pheromones on you, only your sister knows that."
"Yeah, thanks," I mumbled and gave a loud sigh.
"How did you meet him in the first place?"
I looked at him for a while and said, "I didn't meet him, he came to me."
"In your room?' He gave a slight frown. "How did he know you were there, how did he know that's where you stay?" He questioned.
"I don't know, Jason. I just came across him, puking in the sink and was pretty in the heat too." I replied.
"You could have avoided him and…"
"Yo, what's up guys." My other best friend, called Damon, interrupted as he got closer to us. He was from the Black Moon Pack, his pack was an ally with my pack, and that's how we became friends since we were kids.
Jason Adolphus is eighteen years old, he was in his third year in high school, but because of his intelligence, he was promoted to my class. He was from the Blue Moon Pack, his parents were both Alphas and his father was the leader of the pack. He had blue hair which he tied in a ponytail, almost six feet tall, a bit muscular, pink lips, blue eyes, and a pointed nose. He also had these cute and smooth features that anyone could mistake him for an omega if they didn't perceive his scent as a beta. He was a gentle soul, wearing a light blue turtleneck, and white trousers as he sat down on the floor barefooted, and had a couple of tattoos on his neck.
On the other hand, Damon Boris is nineteen years old, an Alpha, a hot head, jovial and sometimes, so noisy and a f*****g playboy.
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