Chapter:-4

It was the first day of Ash senior year and it started off horrible. He woke up with this killer headache, and the medicine he took didn't exactly help either. He had no clue what could be causing this kind of pain, but he hoped it stopped whatever it is. Groaning he got up and made his way to his bathroom. He did his business the hopped in in the shower.

He thought about the conversation he had with Allen  last night at work. They talked about his birth parents and that he had siblings that went to the same school as him. Also how they are apart of Alex pack. Allen was just as shocked as he was when he found out but handled it differently. Allen completely puzzle in front of the customers sitting in the bakery enjoying their scones or muffins.

"Holy shit Ash this is huge news! What are you going to do? I mean you have a twin freaking brother ! And was separated at birth! Are you going to talk to him?"

Ash  shook his head and wiped down the counters as he waited for their customers to leave so they could close up for the night.

"No Ally. I'm not going to talk to him or both of them . I mean they already think we're freaks as it is. They don't even speak to us, why would I want to surround myself with people that think they are above everyone else? Why would I embarrass myself by speaking to them? It's not worth it, could you please drop it and help me clean up before we close?"

Allen wasn't having it. "No! You will talk to them at school whether you like it or not! He has a right to know just as much as you do! Your not the only one that was hurt by this. He  lost his older brother and his other half. Your siblings missing you just as much. So tomorrow at school we will march up to their precious pack and speak to him. Who cares if we're omega kids? We're the toughest guys in the school. So buck up chief we for this."

Ash laughed at his best friend. Allen  such a dork, but he loves him either way.

Shaking his head getting back to the present. He washed his body and exited the shower. He ahead two days of stubble on his face and decided to leave it. He looked hot in his opinion. Blow drying his hair, then putting some product in it. It didn't matter anyway he was wearing a hat today so his hair really didn't matter.

He threw on some blue jeans, plain blue t-shirt, and some black combat boots. In his opinion, he looked damn hot. He grabbed his black bomber jacket, bookbag, phone, wallet and keys. He was ready to go and pick up his bestie. Making his way down the stairs he saw his father and boyfriend making out in the kitchen.