Chapter 3 Fun to hang out with

ASHER

I watch both of them gaze at each other with a look of fondness.

I know this feeling. I get it every time I see my mate. She makes me go crazy with just a smile. But whatever fondness this is, it would ruin them both.

I don't like Arthur. We are twins, but I've never felt like we really are equal when Arthur shifted and I didn't. I became detached from him, and ever since then, I've never really felt close to him anymore. It felt like our twin bond was detached and was replaced by something else.

But William has always been a friend, all through my childhood till now. I felt broken when I found out he and Arthur were hooking up. Somewhere deep inside of me, I know the fact that I loved William, but he chose Arthur over me.

I guess the first one won. Arthur asked him out before I did. I felt betrayed and a little more reason for my hatred towards Arthur to increase, but I couldn't do anything.

Whatever happens, William would also be punished. Arthur would survive after all; he's an alpha, but I'm not so sure about William. He's just an Omega, not even a beta. He might not make it.

After hearing the ridiculous announcement during the pack meeting that I would be made alpha, I came to a quick decision. Of everything I could wish for, being an alpha isn't what I want.

I must admit I don't possess what it takes to be an alpha. It's probably for the best if Arthur takes his place. After all, it's his birthright.

"Can you both stop staring at each other that way? It looks like Arthur would jump you anytime from now. Back to the disappointment, William. I know my brother is zero-headed, but I expected more from you. I've given you both years to fool around. Now it's time for it to come to an end."

I look at William. He understands. He seems to have no expression, but I know he's sure it's the best thing to do. I look away from William and back to Arthur.

"Oh no, this is bad." I can see Arthur struggling with his wolf, his pupils changing from the natural brown they are to deep black. He stands and walks towards me.

"What right do you have? To tell me whom to date and when to stop?" I stay fixed, not budging.

"I'm telling the truth, and you know it. You know William won't survive a heartbreak. If you find your mate, let the boy loose. He's an omega for fuck's sake. Let him be."

Whatever I said must have angered the wolf, as he grabs me by my shirt. I can see his claws elongating, his wolf hairs begin to appear. He's shifting midway.

"Calm down," William's voice from the bed. He walks to Arthur and me, looking directly at Arthur.

"You know he's right. I won't survive, Arthur. I've had the luxury of being loved by you. It's time to move on because the reality remains the same. You would find your mate, and I'm just a weak little Omega."

"NO!!!!" Arthur growls.

I can feel his pain, but this would be bearable for him. If later he ends up finding his mate, the pain William would have to go through would hurt as hell. That's the consequence of an omega getting too attached to an alpha.

I watch as Arthur runs out of the room. I stay with William in the room without uttering a word.

A loud howl is heard from a wolf, and I know it is Arthur also realizing the truth of letting go. There's so much pain in his wail.

William gradually squats and bursts into tears. I look at him, filled with sympathy. I squat down beside him and pat him.

"It will be over soon, just a week of heartbreak, and that'll be all. It's better sooner than later. I'm sorry I had to do this, but there wasn't much of a choice for me." I walked out of the room, listening to the silent sobs of William.

What a pity, two love birds. I'm sorry I had to do this, but they need to face the reality. This relationship will get them nowhere. The only thing it would do is destroy William. No matter how I try to picture it, there's no happy ending to their relationship.

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LAURA

I stretch lazily on the bed, not wanting to get up, but the feeling that I had to pee is the greatest motivation I have right now to get out of bed. I walk lazily out of bed, yawning. I walk into the toilet, sit, and pee. I walk out of the bathroom, ready to sleep back in bed, then it rings in my brain.

"Fuck!!, My morning routine."

I reach for my phone beside the bed lamp. Screw this, it's 6 am. I can't believe I almost missed it. I must have been stressed out from packing, unpacking, and preparing for school.

I strip and wear my tracksuit. I put on my watch and sneakers, ready to go for a jog. I walk down the stairs silently, not wanting to wake anyone.

I close the door quietly and jog on towards the road. I jog for about half an hour before deciding to go back home. On my way back, I run into someone who seems to be crying.

"I'm sorry, sir, did I hurt you?"

He looks up at me with tear-filled eyes. I become filled with sympathy. My instinct as a human kicks in for no reason at all. I pull him in for a hug. He tenses up for a while but relaxes and sobs the more. Whoever this is, he's in need of a warm hug. After minutes of crying, he withdraws from me.

"I'm sorry. I'm embarrassed. I shouldn't go around hugging girls like this. I'm really sorry, and I'm not a pervert."

I giggle as I watch him. He's cute, and he kept ranting on and on, apologizing for the hug. Finally, he stops and looks at me.

"I'm making a fool of myself, ain't I?"

"It's fine. You didn't mean to. Besides, I pulled you in for a hug. You didn't do anything. All you did was let out your sorrows. As much as I'd love to watch you act cute, I need to go back home."

"I'm sorry for taking your time. Do you live far?"

He's not flirting with me, is he? I shrug as I wave off the thought from my mind.

"It's half an hour away from here. Just moved to town."

"You mean you jogged half an hour down here?" I nod, smiling at him.

"Can't I? You're not one of them, are you?" He laughs slightly.

"If by one of them you mean people who criticize, I'm not. I don't judge people."

"I need to go now. I hope we run into each other soon. You're fun, and whatever makes a hottie like you cry, it isn't worth it."

"Thanks, love. You helped me out a great deal today. I promise to pay you back someday, and you are also fun to hang with."