MasukAdam reoiled back before he could think twice and then looked guilty immediately.“It’s nothing, Revon, you don’t have to worry about it.”I raised both my brows at that.“You’re wearing concealer to hide your eye bags, and I have nothing to worry about?”He shrugged, looking everywhere but at me. He couldn’t lie to save his life.“Look, I’m just stressed, okay, so I’m not getting as much sleep as I’d have liked.”That…sounded like a valid answer. At that moment, he did look quite stressed out, and the semester had been pretty brutal with UOB’s punishing curriculum. The pressure on post-graduate students was ten times that of ours.But it didn’t feel like the right answer.“What’s got you so stressed? Exams? I don’t remember you being this stressed about exams before; you were always a straight A student.”He barked out a laugh at that. “That was high school, baby; it was far too easy compared to this. I swear it’s nothing you should worry about. I just have a lot on my plate right n
It took me about a month to notice that something was wrong with Adam.A whole damn month. The new semester started, and suddenly, I didn’t even have time to think. I was thrown headfirst into a whirlwind of Academia: projects, assignments, quizzes, and papers…I had no idea my second semester was going to be this busy, but goddamn.In a very selfish way, I had been glad for the change of pace. With the workload, I could easily pretend that I was just a normal slightly-older college kid rooming with my boyfriend, trying to figure out life together with a partner and sharing a home with someone I indefinitely loved for the first time in my life.I could pretend that the baggage I carried was invisible when Adam and I hung out with our friends and complained about all the homework, or when we all camped out in the library working on our various projects and assignments. I could pretend that there I didn’t have a family that betrayed me twice over when I was trying to plead for an extensi
Telling Vallory and Elara about everything that happened was…an experience.“I’m sorry, what the actual fuck?!” Vallory screamed in the middle of the restaurant, boggling at me and then Adam. “This is some kind of a sick prank, isn’t it? This is your way of telling me you two are in a relationship?”“I don’t think they’re pranking either of us,” Elara replied, her voice calm but her eyes the size of saucers. “Although I can understand why you would think that. Are you two shitting me?”“I know it’s hard to believe,” I said diplomatically.“Hard to believe?!” Vallory squawked. A passing waiter shot us a glare, which our friend completely ignored. “Try statistically impossible! How are you the same person he lost six years ago? And amnesia? Illegal surgery? You’re an Omega now?!”“His scent doesn’t lie,” Elara smirked, giving me a nod. “Welcome to the team, little bro. I for an am so glad to have another Omega to talk to.”“Well, you'll find me a piss poor Omega, because I know next to n
I took a shower at a remarkable speed and took a look at the outfit Adam had laid out. A black suit, just like his, and it had clearly been sewn to my size. I had no idea how he even got my measurements, but I was grateful.Adam wanted me to eat something before we went to the funeral, but I refused. I was feeling far too queasy for it.“Let’s go get some hotpot after,” I told him. “Go out to the city, make a date out of it?”Adam boggled at me.“You want to get hotpot for breakfast?”“Hangover, remember?”“Yeah, but hotpot?”“I’ve got a stomach of steel, and that’s what I’m really craving,” I said, “and a Cheeto, egg, and cheese sandwich for dessert.”Adam snickered. “You and your bizarre cravings.”I hadn’t been serious about it, and I wasn’t feeling hungry at all. But the conversation lightened the atmosphere a little and made Adam smile.I considered it a win.Outside the Kennedy mansion, his parents were waiting. His uncle’s family had left after New Year’s, after having bought a
“Sweetheart,” a pair of lips pressed on my crown, and I let out a sound somewhere between a whine and a groan.Adam laughed.“Come on, it’s time to wake up.”I let out another groan.“Wha’ time issit?”“Quarter past eight.”I didn’t hold back the third groan.“Adam, we went to bed at like two in the morning. Let me sleep.”My head hurt from the hangover. I’m pretty sure we cleaned out half of the Kennedy alcohol supply before the clock hit midnight. It was the third time since the trial began that I got shitfaced, and honestly, I need to cut back down. I couldn’t allow myself to become an alcoholic.“I wish I could, but we need to do something.”“And it has to be this early?”He kissed my head again, and suddenly, his voice sounded oddly sober.“This one does. I set out an outfit. I’ll tell you all about it when you get back down, okay?”I opened both my eyes and blinked until they cleared up. That’s when I saw what Adam was wearing.I sat up, my stomach sinking.“What’s going on?”“N
By the time New Year rolled around, Annalise Wesley had become a national headline.It was strange how the lives of the rich were so public. If any of it had happened to an ordinary person, say someone like Colton Grace, it wouldn’t have made the news.Even if the police were called, she would’ve been just another statistic, another mother whose kids were taken from her because she was not qualified to care for them, and even downright abused them at times.But because Annalise was Annalise, everything happened on television.The trial happened fast because her husband pushed for it. I had no idea what Hartwell was planning to do when the news about Annalise being a drug addict aired, but after he learned what she’d done to his youngest daughter, he appeared livid.It wasn’t certain which part of it was a performance to save his own neck and reputation, or whether it was real, but the interview he gave the day after Annalise’s arrest made everyone believe that he was a clueless father
“What a jerk,” Avery muttered as we sat at our usual table at the corner of the cafeteria. “Did you guys hear about what happened in Hallway C?”The rest of our friend group sat at the corner table near the garbage cans, the least desirable spot. Eaton, Quinn, and KC raised their head as we slumped
She laughed again.And then again.And again.With each laugh, the hope in my chest dwindled, as if she had taken an axe and hacked at it. At first, I thought she was laughing from shock. But there was no mistaking the tone of the laugh that followed.It was mocking.My heart sank. Something unplea
“Sorry about that, I did not see you coming. My fault entirely. Are you okay?”I blinked, trying to stop my head from ringing. Did I fricking run into a wall?But then I realized the wall could talk.I looked up.And bit back a groan.Of course, it had to be him.Tall, dark, and handsome, with a bo
Chapter 1. Revon. “No son of mine will be an Omega!”My father’s roar flinched through the sterile hospital room. Victory looked down, clearly to hide a smug smile. My mother looked as if she’d bitten into a lemon. Poor Dr. Lewis, who hadn’t asked to be entangled in the Hawthorne family drama, kep







