Jason
One time somehow managed to turn into a week, then two weeks, then three weeks and a month. It was supposed to happen only once, to get it out of our systems. But now it happened almost everyday, and yet I still wanted more, so much more.
And we didn't only fuck. We spent a lot of time together now and I've gotten to know more about Rory than I could ever imagine. Apparently there was so much of him that I hadn't known. I couldn't believe I once thought he was like other omegas. He wasn't, and this was in a very good way. He was different from them, he was perfect.
These days I rarely go back to the apartment I rented and I was mostly at Rory and Kenny's. Of course, we haven't gotten to define this thing currently happening between us, and each day, I found myself wondering about what would become of us as soon as my wolf wakes up. Would they kick me out? Since there'd be nothing holding us together anymore.