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So, that’s what I did.

I studied harder, and I practiced more, and I got straight A’s across the board by the time I graduated high school. They still weren’t impressed, or proud of me.

They didn’t come to my graduation, and they didn’t react when I showed them my grades.

All they did was tell me I’d be ready to go to the first social soon, and that I was lucky some decent colleges had accepted me since apparently no Omega would want me if I didn’t show I was capable of greatness.

I was beyond tired by the time my father made that little speech at the dinner table.

I’d already made my mind up that I wasn’t going to follow in his footsteps.

I had no interest in doing a business degree and going to work for him just so I could take over his family businesses at some point in the future.

That sounded like hell.

I’d already spent years listening to him putting down everything I ever did.

There was no way I would survive dealing with that shit in a workplace as well as at home.

So, when the ultimatum came, I already knew what I was going to do.

I was ready to leave. I knew it was time.

That didn’t make it hurt any less.

They’re still my parents.

There’s nothing I can do to change that.

It doesn’t feel like there’s anything I can do to rid myself of the rage that’s tightly bound to those people and how they treated me. I can’t change the past. I can only try to let it go.

I push them out of my thoughts. I don’t have to figure it out right now.

But I probably do need to know where my Omega is taking me.

“You don’t know this place,” I remind Shadow as he leads me down the path.

He shrugs when I look at him. “I don’t need to know it.”

I’m not sure what that means until he leads me back toward the exit we just came out of.

It’s a little bit to the left of the reception area, in a corridor that leads to the kitchens on the left, and the classrooms further down on the right.

Wherever Shadow’s leading me, he seems confident about it.

I follow along, willing and curious.

Chapter Fifty

Shadow

Fake it until you make it was always my favorite motto. It applied to pretending to be a Beta at high school, and it can apply to almost anything else. Like acting as if I know where I’m leading my Alpha for a fun time.

A classroom is our best bet, considering none of them are currently being used. Ezra explained it to me last night. The changes Lana’s making forced her to shut down the existing schedules, so the teachers are on paid hiatus, and the students are on a sort of lock down in their suites.

That means this is probably the only chance I’ll get to be knotted in a classroom.

It’s not like I have a teacher for a mate, and these rooms won’t always be available, so I might as well grab the chance while I have it. Besides, it’s a bit too bright outside to get away with anything more than a bit of fooling around in the woods. Considering there’s at least one security guard wandering around out there, a classroom is the smarter choice.

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