Last night I felt it again. Logan was with somebody, probably Mia. They did it over and over again. My healing stomach is decorated with new bruises. I woke up tired and cranky this morning.

"Genesis!"

Oh no...I know that voice. Kevin. He's been bugging me today.He's serious when he said that he's not giving up.

"Here comes your admirer," giggles Penny. She finds it funny. I find it very annoying, but I've been trying really hard not to be rude to him. I know too well how it feels like to be cruelly rejected.

"Well, I'll leave you two love birds alone then," she winks at me, then she makes a kissy kissy face before leaving me with Kevin in the hallway. "So much for being a loyal best friend!" I wanted to shout after her.

"What's up Kevin?"

"What kind of flowers do you like? Do you like red roses?" he's been asking me random questions like that all day today.

"Yeah, sure. Why not?" I'm getting increasingly annoyed every time he stops me in the hallway or in a classroom to ask questions.

"Would you go out with me this Saturday?" he always ends it up by asking me out and I'm so getting tired of it. How many times do you have to say NO?

"No. What part of the word no are you not getting, Kevin?" I finally snap at him.

The look from shock to crestfallen on his face makes me feel really bad and guilty.

"I'm sorry...I'll leave you alone now. It's just stupid of me...I just like you...I'm sorry to bother you." he walks away with his shoulders slump and head down. Goddess, I'm a monster!

"Kevin! Wait!" I run after him and grab his arm. "Look, I'm sorry okay?"

"No, I'm sorry. What was I thinking? You're way out of my league..."

"No, I'm not out of your league...that's just silly."

"Yes you are...but my friend Justin said if I keep asking, you'll say yes....eventually. So I kept trying. A girl like you would never go out with a guy like me."

Oh goddess...don't say it, don't say it. "Okay, I'll go out with you." Gah!!! I suck!

His eyes get really big. "Really?"

"Yeah..." I sigh. What did I just do?

Kevin's face split into a big smile, and I then I'm engulfed into a big suffocating hug. "Thank you. You won't regret it."

I already am.

He lets me go and I realize that we're the only people in the hallway. I am so late for my next class. Then I smell the scent that I both crave and dread. Logan is close by.

"Gosh! I'm late for Gym," exclaims Kevin. "I'll pick you up at 6 on Saturday, okay? I'll text you."

"Yeah....okay." How did he get my number?

"We'll have a great time together, I just know it," he grins. His blue eyes shining. All of a sudden he gives me a peck on the cheek, then off he goes with a big smile on his face.

"Well, well, well...for an Omega, you don't take instructions very well, do you? I told you not to do one thing. You're either too stupid or too stubborn to listen. Either way, I'll enjoy breaking you, my sweet," drawls Logan.

I tear my gaze away from his golden good looks and his blazing blue eyes. His looks and his scent is messing with my senses. His words are drawing fury out of me and my wolf Ezra. Usually I don't mind, but this time my chest is growing hot, that's how angry Ezra is for being called an Omega. It reminds me of the strong Alpha blood that is coursing through me.

"I'm your nothing, Logan. You don't own me. I'll go out with anyone I want, when I want." 

In a second he's on me. He pushes me against the locker. His lips grind against mine roughly. His hand closes around my throat, holding me in place. Even like this, sparks are still flying between us. I can't stop from responding to his rough kiss and pretty soon he moans into my lips and his hand on my throat moves to roam my body. He grinds his lower body against mine. I can feel how hard he is.

His lips trail across my jaw and down my neck, sucking and biting. "I hate that you're my mate, but I want you.." he groans against my throat. That pulls me out of my lust filled stupor.

I push him off me as hard as I can. "Leave me alone. Go fu*ck Mia like you did last night!" I yell at him.

"Oh don't worry about Mia. I've promised her she'll be my luna. She's strong. I'll mark her and she will be luna. That'll keep her happy. You, my little Omega, I get to keep. Just keep me happy, and you will be very well taken care of."

I feel sick. This is another form of rejection...worse actually, it's an insult, and Ezra recognizes it as such. I'm his mate, but he's treating me like a common whore.

I attend classes with pent up emotions. No tears. I'm not sure yet whether that's a good thing or bad. 

At the end of lunch time, somebody else approaches me.

"Genesis, I need to talk to you," says Hunter, the future Beta. Just what I need. I can't catch any break today. 

"I'll catch you guys later," I wave to my friends who watch me walk away with worried expressions.

Hunter leads me outside to an empty football field. There are five minutes left to our lunch break.

"I don't really understand what had happened, but Logan was in a very bad mood yesterday. He picked fights with everyone and now he barely talks to Zeke," he explains. "Alpha Carrington now knows about you and Logan."

"What do you want me to do Hunter? He rejected me." I ask dejectedly.

He sighs and runs his fingers through his brown curly hair. "I know. I'm sorry. He's being a stupid idiot. He must've put you through a lot these past few days."

You have no idea. However, I'm speechless for a second that he called the future Alpha a "stupid idiot".

"You know that an Alpha needs his true mate to be a strong leader right? This pack needs you, Genesis. I know I'm asking a lot from you, but can't you...give him another chance?"

I suddenly burst into a mirthless laugh. Once I start, I can't seem to stop. Tears falling freely down my cheeks. I wipe the endless stream of tears while still laughing uncontrollably.

Hunter stares at me, looking lost of what to do. He's probably disturbed by my laughing and crying at the same time, like some crazy woman too.

My fit of laughter-cry lasts for a few minutes. "I'm sorry," I gasp-sob between the giggle. "Yeah, about that...umm.." I clear my throat and wipe my eyes after I manage to get it together finally. "So, yeah...Logan already had that talk with me," I almost choke in another fit of laughter again, but I bit down my lip, stopping it before it starts.

"Uh...that's good. You two have it all figured out then," he sounds unsure.

I blow my breath out heavily. "Yea...he wants us to be together. But he's going to mark Mia so she'll be the next luna. Logan and I...he wants us to be together, but on the side, you know..." I bit down hard on another bout of hysterical laughter about to erupt. Wow, it feels ridiculous just to say it out loud like that.

Hunter stares at me as if I've just told him that clouds are made of cotton candies and chocolate milk actually came from brown cows. Then he runs his hands through his hair and over his face, blinking hard in disbelieve a few times.

"Oh goddess, Genesis..." he mutters. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Nobody deserves that from their mate. Nobody. That's...messed up...even for Logan."

"Yeah...and to think that I've been saving myself for my mate. This is what I'm getting," I mumble, not caring if I'm giving off too much information to a guy I barely know.

"Look, Genesis, I think Logan messed up big time," he says. "For what it's worth, I think you're smart, kind, and beautiful, and funny, any were would be lucky to have you as his mate. I know, I would've been very happy if you were mine. I was hoping that you were my mate before...I'm sorry, that's probably an inappropriate thing for me to say." His cheeks tinge with pink. His liquid brown eyes stare fixedly at his black biker boots.

"No. Thank you for saying that, Hunter, that's....the nicest thing anybody ever said to me," I smile at him sadly.

"Genesis!" hisses Mia. Oh goddess, really? "You and I, we need to talk."

I'm really starting to hate that word "talk". Nothing good happens when people tell you they want to "talk". Especially not today. Not for me.

Her two minions grip my arm on each side and push me into an empty classroom behind me.

No, no, no..."Sure, what's up?" I flash her a fake big smile while the two bitches shove me hard against the wall.

"What's that? Well, well, well...look at here," Mia pulls the collar of my jacket down, revealing the hickeys Logan gave me yesterday and this afternoon. I grit my teeth. "I see you've been whoring around. Not so pure after all, are we?" she smiles like a cat that just ate a canary. Then she sniffs.

"Wait, is that Logan I smell on you???" she yells. "It's Logan isn't it? I thought I smelled you on him yesterday. You're all over him again today weren't you? You whore!"

Her palm smacks on my cheek hard. Her sharp nails graze my skin. Bitch!

"Listen, bitch," she grips my hair and pulls it back roughly. "Stay away from Logan. He's mine, you hear? Touch him again the next time, and I won't be so forgiving."

Her minions hold me still and she kneed me on the stomach several times before she leaves.

Oh wow! I feel so popular today...not in a good way. Everybody seems to want to "talk" with me. I'm missing one class already. I'm currently hiding out in the washroom. Cowardly, I know, but I need a minute to myself. Another person wanting to talk to me today, I'll lose it for sure.

I examine my face by the mirror above the sink. My make-up is mostly all gone. Some stain of mascara and eyeliner smudges underneath and at the corners of my eyes. Very attractive. My left cheek is red and a bit swollen, with scratches of dried blood from Mia's nails.

I lift my shirt up and softly trace the bruises already forming above the bruises I had before when Logan was having his "fun".

I wash my face and fix the jacket so that nobody can see the red blotches that Logan gave me. Then the bell rings. Ughh... I need to get to class. What I really want to do right now is to go home and hide from the world.

When I walk down the hallway to my chemistry class later, I'm almost positive that I see all the three lycans, Lazarus, Caspian and Constantine turn their heads to look at me. Only briefly. Then they're looking away again as if I didn't exist. But then, maybe I was mistaken. Maybe they were looking at something behind me.

I shrug it off as I slip inside the Chemistry class and spend the next 40 minutes trying to understand and figure out the Henderson-Hasselbalch equation.

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