Chapter Eighteen

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Shawn's P.O.V

"How is he?" my mother asks as I walk into the den and sit down next to her.

"He's fine and in the shower right now."

"Mm, that's good." She says, putting her weight onto the couch with her arm propping her head up.

"Who is he, really?" She then asks in a serious tone with curiosity written all over her face.

"What do you mean? He's just babysitting Elijah, there's nothing more to it." I explain excluding the major details of our relation. I look my mom in her cloud clear white eyes as she was trying to hint something at me.

"I thought he was 'the omega', now he's 'the babysitter'?" my mom questions.

"What are you getting at mom?"

"Son, when you brought the boy here..." she starts but doesn't finish. She sighs heavily while never breaking eye contact with me. I didn't know what I did to stress her out so much but if she has something to say then she can tell me without holding back.

"Never mind, just watch after your friend, ok? He's been taking Pheromone pills, which is what caused his rashes and scars all over his scent glands. I don't know how long he has been taking them so I don't know how severe the damage is. But, I bet he's in the bathroom right now scratching out his thighs. He shouldn't even be taking those pills if his heat is coming, silly boy."

"How do you know his heat is coming." I ask curiously while gulping hard.

"When their heat is nearing, omegas' scent grows stronger. Pheromone blockers irritate their scent glands, which causes them to itch, like what he's doing right now. I've seen this happen many times with refugees trying to hide their scent by taking the pills." she explains while messing up her hair.
I mentally palmed my face. There was a lump in my throat which made it difficult for me to speak as I felt my facial features soften after hearing my mother's words. After a while, I sit up and tell my mother goodnight, not wanting to hear any more from her.

I walk down the hallway and make my way to the hallway closet to grab the first aid kit. I then go to my room and pick out an outfit that would fit Angel for the night. My mother insisted that he stay the night since he was drenched from the rain and was in no condition to leave after our horrible hospitality. I was against it as much as he was but my mom wasn't taking no for an answer. Probably because she wanted to spend more time with Eli than anything else.

"Tío Shawn?" I hear from behind me. I turn to see Eli standing in the doorway. It's almost midnight. I thought my mother had put him to sleep half an hour ago. He is wearing Luigi pajamas with a pillow in his hand.

"What are you doing out of bed ?" I ask as I pull out a yellow shirt with black shorts for Angel. This was the smallest shirt and shorts I had. I didn't have clean underwear for him so he is just going to have to make do with what I give him tonight.

"I want to sleep with Angel." Eli says while puffing his chest. I laugh and walk to him before picking him up and setting him on my bed. I was a little disappointed that some omega replaced me so quickly. I don't know if he's like this around my brother too but it was cute.

"Do you like him that much?" I ask in a fake hurt tone. My question seemed to wake him up a little because he nods his head aggressively while smiling. Eli then stands on my bed while he leans on my hands and takes a deep breath before speaking.

"I like Tío Angel, he's nice and he plays with me all the time," he says while slightly bouncing on my bed.

"But I am nice to you and I play with you too." I argue in the same hurtful tone.

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