Chapter 27

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Luca's POV

I'm not sure if I'm in a good enough mood to hang out with my brother, but I guess that I don't have any other option, because he decided to follow me.

"Where are you going?" He asks me curiously.

"Guess." I say, and he considers it for a while.

"To hang out with your friends?" He asks and I look at him with a confused frown.

"I don't have friends, and you know about that." I tell him, and he nods.

"Well, I might have forgotten about that. Let's go then." He says, and he puts his hand on my back to make me walk with him, but I stop walking.

"Where are we going?" I ask him.

"To find you some friends." He tells me, and I shake my head, which makes him nod his head happily.

"I don't want friends." I tell him, and it's his turn to roll his eyes.

"But I will find a few friends for you anyway. Come on, it will be fun." He tells me, and I look at him like he's stupid, which isn't very accurate.

I'm not entirely sure if Pascal was good at school, because I didn't care enough, but I think that he was pretty good while I barely passes all of the subjects that I had to learn.

That's also the reason that I never fought with Denver when I wasn't able to go to the high school, while most of my cousins who are Omegas gave him a lot of trouble with that.

I really wonder if someone will somehow manage to finally convince Denver to allow the Omegas to go to the high school, but I'm glad that I didn't have to go there.

I'm pretty sure that I wouldn't be able to survive for more than a few hours, and I don't want to die, so I happily stay in the pack lands where I'm protected by the guards.

I guess that I was lost in my head, because when I look around, I can see that I'm already on my way to the teenagers' day room, which is on the pack house, and it's usually full of weird teenagers and young adults.

I sigh in annoyance, and Pascal just gives me an assuring smile, before he pushes me inside of the room, almost making me fall to the ground.

I glare at him, and he whispers a quick apology to me, before he makes me walk inside of the room.

I look around, and I can see that there are a lot of people here.

To be honest, it would be a lot easier if any of the Omegas that aren't my family would were here, because then I would have chosen them to hang out with, but I guess that I won't be this lucky.

Pascal looks at me for a long while, most likely hoping that I will choose someone to talk with, before he will have to do it for me.

I roll my eyes again, before I decide to talk with a guy who looks like he's nice enough to not hit me for talking to him.

And I just hope that he really will be this nice, because I will kill Pascal if I will have to walk with a bruise on my face for the next few weeks.

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