Chapter 24 - Cannibalistic turn of events

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Liam lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling as the events of the night replayed in his mind. He couldn't believe it, how crazy it all sounded when he just reimagined the interactions.

"This is fucking crazy. I must be asleep... Nah, I must've drank some weird shit and I'm having a trippy dream right now." Liam laughed a bit as he spoke to himself. Now he was talking to himself like a madman, and he didn't know what to think anymore.

"My childhood crush... Man this is fucking stupid!" He groaned as he flipped himself over, grasping the blanket from his waist to cover his head. A deep sigh left him as he plopped his face into the pillow with his eyes closed. All of this made his head spin. How could his life have gone south so fast? Hadn't it only been a month since he began university?

"Liam?" The soft voice echoed, causing him to jump a bit. His hand pushed the blanket off his face, squinting as the light hit his eyes. He thought the light had been turned on in the bedroom, but it was the sunlight coming through the open window. Liam groaned and sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes in fatigue.

"Yeah... I'm up." He groaned out as he slowly dragged his hand down his face, stopping it in front of his mouth before gently touching his lips. Would he give his first kiss to Narcia? He groaned and stood up quickly, taking the idea far down his now rabbithole of a brain.

"There's breakfast for you on the table. Nearly everyone else already left." The voice said before Liam swung the door open, meeting a skinny taned girl. Her eyes were bright green, and her hair was a nice brown color that resembled light coffee.

"And who are you..?" Liam asked as she blushed and looked down, grasping her hands together.

"I'm Lola, the pack's female omega. I just came to make sure you were woken up for food." She said before Liam took a step closer, towering by nearly 2 feet above her. He liked how she looked. She seemed to have skin as smooth as a peach. It made him chuckle a bit when she blushed and put a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I'm new to this, so you'll have to explain to me what an omega is. Sorry." Liam said a bit embarrassed, but not as embarrassed as she seemed to be.

"Oh- Oh... Well. An omega is... A weaker member of the pack. They usually don't get involved with fights... Um. I also am seen more as a... hehe. A breading machine by most betas and Alpha's since all omega's have a strong... um... reproductive system. Plus, we are much more sensitive and caring... That's all we're good for, really." She said very uncomfortably, clearly being nervous. Liam felt bad for asking her to answer his question.

"I see, sorry to have asked. I don't think you are a um... breading machine." He said, making her look up at him in surprise. She smiled softly before walking away with a bit of a hop in her step, making Liam smile a bit. He was glad to have cheered her up a bit. It didn't sit right with him to hear her say those awful words about herself. Liam made his way to the kitchen, sitting at the table as he looked in amazement at the meal that was in front of him.

"It's her specialty. Chilaquiles." Narcia said as she leaned against the corner wall of the kitchen that connected to the corridor, arms crossed.

"Lola?"

"Yeah, she's mexican. That's a traditional breakfast there, according to her. Personally, I don't think my breakfast should attack me." She said as Liam chuckled a bit, looking down at the spicy meal before him.

"Shouldn't it be mild? It's a breakfast."

"I don't make the rules. I don't even know if it's originally spicy or not, but she sure makes it that way." Narcia said as Liam took a bite before letting out a shocked whistle. His cheeks getting red from the sudden change in his mouth.

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