Chapter 1: +Chapter 1+
Rays of sunlight were unforgiving as they spilled on the couch Caspian called his bed. The Omega was curled up on himself to try and block the rays from ruining his sleep but it was impossible.
The entire room was flooded with light, the television blaring some sports channel, and Noah, his mate was blasting music from somewhere in the apartment.
He flopped on his back and stared at the ceiling, his pale blond hair in his eyes, his legs hanging over the couch's armrest.
He had slept on the couch for the past three years but he would never get accustomed to how cramped it was, his back and neck stinging.
It also didn't help that he hadn't been able to go to bed early the night before because Noah had decided to throw a party, and he wasn't even given the chance to sleep in. Caspian stomach rumbled, making his expression sour further at the reminder that he hadn't eaten dinner the night before.
He wasn't allowed to eat with the rest of the Pack because some important figures said his presence ruined their eating experience, he didn't mind that, because he would rather not eat with them either, but it was so easy for his share to be skipped over because of that.
There was a kitchen in his shared apartment with Noah but it was completely empty and when he had suggested stocking it up so he could cook, his suggestion had been shut down quickly.
Talking about Noah, the Alpha stepped into the living room then, shirtless with a towel around his neck, wearing a pair of sweatpants.
His dark hair was wet, black eyes indifferent, "I want you out of the apartment in thirty," He said dismissively, heading for the door.