Chapter 352: An omega advantage
Two weeks passed by in an instant, and before Andrew knew it, the promises that had felt like years ago were upon him.
It felt like forever since Jenny and Thomas had argued about who would get Christmas with him and Maxwell, but it had only been last week when someone had arrived at work to measure him, and then only a few days later a new suit arrived for Andrew, Maxwell, and Richard.
See, in the two weeks since the great drinking night, Richard had really put Andrew to shame. It helped that there were drugs that had been created for omegas while Andrew was the guinea pig for anything related to a true alpha, but still. Richard’s accomplishments were not anything to sniff at.
Richard was able to take inhibitors, leave the house, and spend a few hours at work. Heavily monitored, but he was doing a hell of a lot better than Andrew had when he’d first manifested. Everyone was pleased with his progress.
Everyone but Richard, of course. He was huffing and puffing that he couldn’t go back to the ridiculous hours he had been working before, and that he couldn’t leave Andrew and Maxwell’s house.
Maxwell wasn’t going to allow it, and neither was May. When Richard had first suggested it, while having dinner with everyone at Andrew and Maxwell’s place, May had looked like she was going to lunge at him from across the table and shake him.
She reminded him that just because he was able to take inhibitors, unlike Andrew, just meant he had an upper hand, not that he was actually better. She had even, in her anger at her son, suggested that it might do him some good to suffer like Andrew had done without all of the assistance that he was getting due to who he was connected to.
It had been an awkward dinner after that, but Richard had seemed to understand where his Mom had come from. He had gone quiet, and even Jordan had felt a little awkward about what had been said. Ford was the saviour, bringing that dinner back from the dead, but since that dinner Richard had turned more contemplative.
Andrew felt a little bad about it, and had wanted to confront May about it after dinner, but both Richard and Maxwell stopped him from doing so, at different times. Maxwell got to him while Andrew was coming back from a bathroom break, while Richard had got to him far sooner, telling Andrew that he could fight his own battles. Maxwell had pretty much told him the same thing, and Andrew had to drop it.
So, it was a bit of a surprise that Thomas and Luis had sent Richard a suit as well. Maxwell, however, hadn’t been surprised in the slightest.