Page 103 of Knot Only For One Night

It sort of sucks.

“It’ll be okay, cutie pie,” Jewels says as she looks around the barren room.

“You are definitely the cutie pie. I’m more the… I don’t know,” I say with a light laugh. Jewels wraps her arm around me, leaning her head on my shoulder and Lacy stands on the other side.

“Your place at Midnight is gonna blow this one out the water.”

“Lacy! It’s not about which is better.”

“It’s time I guess. I just wish I knew why they were so quick to throw me out. I hadn’t even got any warnings or anything.”

A knock brings my attention back to the room. I half expect to see Asher, checking in on me, but I see Penny instead.

“Hey,” I say.

Her eyebrows pinch together. She waves her hands around a bit and I tilt my head in confusion. “You’re leaving and weren't gonna tell me?”

“I texted you.”

“Too busy with your mates to give me a call?”

“You hate phone calls…”

“Whatever.”

“Penny—”

“What? You have backbone now? Did your mates fuck one into you?”

“Stop!” I yell. Embarrassed she’s talking to me this way, that I let it go on so long. The comments that were once shocking coming from her are getting a bit old. I find myself getting angrier than I have before with her. My cheeks flush with color as I look at my first friend here. Her ginger hair is pulled up tight in a ponytail, and she’s dressed in her usual pink tracksuit. Yet I can't recognize the person standing in front of me.

Has she always been this damn mean?

“Don't be mad at me, you’re the one who forgot me!”

“I didn’t forget you. You stopped including me. Stopped answering my texts, leaving me out. That was you, Penny.”

The last thing I want is another fight, another tense sendoff. But this has to stop. Now.

“Oh, how convenient. You have a Pack and now you don’t need me anymore, is that it?”

“You know that's not true,” I mutter. More tired than I was when this short conversation started. I’m just… done.

She was my first friend, my closest, but now as she stands in my doorway it's like looking at a stranger. How long has it been since this flip has switched between us? When I look at her all I see is… anger. From her, from me. This isn’t ignorable anymore.

“It's fine. Now I don't even need to feel bad anymore for what I did.”

I jolt backward. “What did you do?”

“You were distracted from your studies. I did what any good friend would do.”

“And what was that?” My voice sounds flat, the answer settling in my gut like a nasty virus before she opens her mouth. I watch this person I called my best friend, and her eyes are filled with so much… anger.

I can’t even find it in me to care.

“It was you.” The accusation falls in the space, making the silence deafening. Lacy and Jewels stand at my back, one of them running their hands up and down over my sweatshirt, but they don’t jump in. They let me handle my business. “You sent the Resident Director a photo of my Pack in my dorm after hours.”

“Omegas always think they are the exceptions to the rules. That they get special treatment and can do whatever the hell they want with no consequences."