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“Get in the shower. I’ll go grab some water for you two.” He stops and rubs the back of his neck, “I’m going to check and make sure that we weren’t too loud for Vaughn.”

That’s code for Griffin doesn’t want to be alone and he will end up cuddling up with his best friend after waking him up to talk to him about whatever is bothering him.

Mick is quiet and I have to check to see if he fell asleep. He is almost there and Griffin must see it too because he heads out to go grab the water.

“Are you okay?” The Beta nods as I stand, helping him get to his feet. My eyes watching my cum slide down his thighs, “What are you thinking about? You have a dopey smile on your face.”

“I’m thinking about how much better this is going to be once our Omega joins in with us. Clover is going to be dripping with come too and you’re going to have twice the mess to clean up. Griff will actually have to stick around and participate in the aftercare.”

Griffin should have fucked his throat harder.

Seems like our Beta still can talk all the shit in the world.

CHAPTER 13

CLOVER

Idon’t like university.

It’s actually all thorns and thistles in my opinion.

It’s only my first week here and I feel like I don’t belong. It’s not just the work that takes all my concentration to study and understand, but it’s the mix of all the designations in one place that unsettle me.

Everyone wears a scent neutralizer so that we’re not overwhelmed by other people, but it doesn’t help me.It’s almost worse not fully knowing who you’re around. It’s not like the socials at the school where you feel protected. This is more wild and less protected.

It also doesn’t help that I don’t really care about school.

Between being overwhelmed with the few classes that I’m taking, I don’t really feel connected with them. It’s exhausting for me to pretend that anything they’re saying to me matters because it doesn’t.

Some people are built to go to college and live that life, but I don’t think I’m one of those people.

The only classes I am actually enjoying are the online classes I’m taking for my Omega studies.

Learning about my designation and finding out more about who I am has been amazing. I wish that I was still at The Omega Academy with the others. I miss being around people that want me around. People that don’t stare at me when I walk by. A place where I feel like I belong.

Pack Mathers is made up of a bunch of people who see me as an inconvenience. They all act so strangely about it. I understand what it feels like not to be wanted. Each Alpha, and even their Beta, has shown me that they don’t want an Omega in their pack.

Which isfine.

But we still need to get through the next three months.

Apollo said we’re going to the hockey game tonight. Since three of the guys are playing and he doesn’t have a game we’re expected to cheer them on.

Part of me wants to say no and stay in the guest room for the night. I also know who I am as a person and I like the idea of being invited to places. Plus, my Omega studies advisor said that it would do me good to get out and interact with different designations; since I’ve been segregated my whole life.

From living with just Betas to being at the Omega Academy, this is the first real experience with all designations. She’s hoping by having Apollo there it will help settle some of my discomfort and give me an opportunity to see how things are.

This week I learned about some Omega history. It’s been interesting learning about the role an Omega has played through time in packs and how modern packs still center around Omegas a lot.

It’s been a struggle for me to figure out the difference from me as a Beta to me as an Omega. Even though I am the same person I still feel like I’m learning about myself. My Omega classes allow me to ask the questions no one ever answered.

A knock on the door makes me jump before I’m on my feet pulling it open.

Apollo stands there, his dirty blonde hair slicked back. It’s slightly wavy on the top and I can tell he has products in it. He’s dressed in a pair of black jeans, a hoodie, and a jacket over it. A pair of boots that look more fashionable than half the things I own top the outfit off.

Suddenly I feel the urge to stay home.

When I went to the game last week I was freezing. To avoid that I had on a pair of leggings with my jeans on top of them. I wore a thermal shirt topped with a long sleeve shirt, a hoodie, and my pink puffer jacket. I have on a knitted hat with two white fuzzy pom-poms on top and my regular white sneakers. A pair of mittens are jammed into the pocket of my jacket and I’m still worried that with all my layers I may still be cold.

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