84-Night, Night DJ

Max’s POV

Isaac has messed up DJ’s face pretty badly. He is alive and conscious, but bleeding. Sam walks over toward DJ, and I think ‘goodnight, DJ.’ But, instead to my and everyone else’s shock, Sam rolls his eyes and heals DJ’s nose.

“Should have let him bleed to death,” Isaac sneers. Sam glazes over, clearly mind linking his brother. Isaac laughs and pulls my sister tightly, gently caressing a still very flat belly.

“Thank you, Samson, I like this rug, I would hate to have to throw it away because of blood,” Mom said, almost giggling.

“Now, DJ did you reject your fated mate?” Dad asks, directly.

“Yes,” DJ answers, confused. “Why does it matter? She is an Omega, not worthy of a Beta.”

“She is more worthy to be a Beta than you are! She was valedictorian, prom Queen, and truly a nice person,” my sister spits.

“Whatever,” DJ rolls his eyes. “You and I would have made this pack stronger. Max mated to an Alpha’s daughter. We could take over