𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ⸙

2.23༊*·˚

Its sooo cold here that I the person who only wears a hoodie and shorts is cacooned between 2 blankets while wearing jumper/sweater/pullover whatever you call it, socks beanie and is still saying "its cold" . Its literally thundering and lightning and raining since sunday!

As whispers about the Alpha and his mate stirred around Liam, he put on a brave face and sat next to Baela. Solana wasn't up, and to Liam's relief, Zayn had gone back to bed. Though sitting in the canteen without Zayn, after a night of sleeping alone, was like leaving a part of himself on the third floor. Liam was hollow without Zayn, like he had been sliced in half.

To feel whole again he had to reconnect with the person he loved. Liam did love Zayn with all his heart, he couldn't not love him, and that was so frustrating when Zayn stretched and twisted and gnawed at the bond with his restless wolf.

"Good morning," Baela said, glaring her green eyes in the direction of a table who gossiped a little too loudly. "How did you sleep?"

Not well. Liam smiled and gratefully drank the coffee that was placed in front of him by an Omega who often helped with breakfast duties. The cooks never dished out drinks. Liam wondered if a few were trying to cheer him up. "Fine. How did you sleep?"

Baela could see the exhaustion on Liam's usually bright face. His eyes, rather than being big and curious, were dull and half closed with deep bags underneath them. His cheeks which were often pink were now pale. His lips, often curled towards a smile, were curled the opposite way, like he was on the brink of tears.

"I slept as poorly as you." She sipped her coffee and Liam's shoulders rolled forward in defeat.

"I just want to be with him, yet I don't," Liam mumbled.

"I want to drag him out of that room and tell him to apologise to every single wolf, but I also want him to rest and take more time to think by himself."

Liam puffed out a deep sigh. "I-"

"Excuse me," a woman said, feebly approaching the table. Liam didn't look, expecting her to need Baela for something, but she said his name and to his surprise, she looked to him for help.

"Hi Liam, um, I wanted to ask you about still being able to go outside the institute for walks. We're unsure if we're still allowed and wanted to run it by you before any of us go and get into trouble."

Surprised eyes fell on Liam as he stared back, equally as stunned. He hadn't quite believed Lynx, and assumed he was trying to hype Liam up.

"Uh..." Liam glanced to Baela. She also waited for an answer, not wanting to help her awkward friend. out of an awkward situation.

"I guess..." Liam started to panic. However, a voice in the back of his head willed for him to seize the opportunity. He had wanted respect, and he wouldn't get it from a pack of wolves by cowering from their attention. "I- I guess you can still go out, but only for half an hour, and be in groups of five, um, no less. Oh and stay as close as you can to the institute. Make sure we know who has gone out and at what time. We don't want to lose anymore of you."

The Omega nodded eagerly. Her dip dyed hair, black on top and blue on the tips, bounced as she did so. "Thank you Liam, I'll let others know your orders."

When she walked away, Baela smiled proudly into her coffee mug, and Liam was left wondering where his words had come from. He had once stuttered so bad he could barely speak to Zayn when they first met. He had once been so shy he could barely look Zayn in the eye without blood gushing to his cheeks. Sometimes, he felt like that small insignificant human who had first stepped into the institute, other times, he felt almost like he belonged.