letting the peeper take a peek

The freshman what?

Gabrielle and Iris never mentioned anything about an orientation!

Immediately Easton got up and scrambled in his folder of documents. Yup there it was. All the way in the back, the most colorful slip of paper in the pile.

PAR-TAY!!!

Easton cringed at the title. People are weird. What really caught his attention was:

FROSHIES GET YOUR TUSHIES ALL WIPED UP AND READY TO GO!

Right...

Anyway the invitation informed Easton that it was tonight. At the MPR and to be there promptly by 5:30 pm. Late comers are to be punished. No showers... a chill ran down Easton's spine. For the sake of keeping this novel somewhat PG-17ish he'll keep that information to himself.

Checking the time, he decided to take a little nap before arriving at the mandatory "par-tay". He will need the energy for that. Oh most definitely.

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~Donovan's Dorm~

Moments after his phone call with Easton ended, Maverick barged rudely into Donovan's room. Usually security would not allow any alphas on the premises, buuuut being the ass kissers they are to power and money... well you get the jist.

"What are you doing here?" A very much startled Donovan dropped his phone. The screen lighted and Maverick caught the smallest glimpse of Easton's name before it turned off.

"Take me to him." The Alpha X arrogantly commanded.

Donovan took one look at his brother before bursting out into laughter.

"And what else would my liege ask this lowly servant to do? Pick up some carrots along the way?" Who does Maverick think he is to just come in without any notice and start ordering him willy nilly?

"Eighteen years." Maverick's voice was low. His eyes dangerously glowed. Donovan's heart sped up. Instinct. "I've waited eighteen years."

"You think you're the only one who's been suffering? Holding back?" Donovan challenged, his own eyes glinting with rage.

Donovan is most disappointed in Maverick for taking advantage of his weak mind barrier. His older twin should have known better than to intrude into Donovan's mind.

"Why are you keeping him away from me?" There was anguish in his voice.

Donovan paused. Why? The Alpha should know why. An ugly snarl presented itself on the omega's face.

"You should know why. Monster."

Maverick took a step back. He knew this already, has known it for a while now. But hearing it aloud-hearing his little brother who became his first friend call him a monster-pierced his heart.

"I am not a monster." His voice was soft. There was anguish in every word. "You can stop pretending, I know what you really think of me."

"And who's fault is that? Does any of your kind understand the word 'privacy'?" Donovan couldn't hold back his temper. Everything he had been keeping to himself over the years was unleashed into the argument.

He didn't have to say anything aloud. Rather, why not let the peeper take a peek into his mind?

...

A few moments later, a passerby was more than surprised to see a very angry Maverick Morris stomp his way out of Donovan's room. There was practically steam seething from the alpha.

Curious, the passerby casually leaned against Donovan's door frame.

"What'd you do? Not let him get 'sum?" There was a mischivious smirk on her face. A bit similar to Eddie's smile.

"Even worse." Donovan said with a smile, but of course nothing about that smile was friendly.

"Oo-kay then." The omega turned around and left. Donovan has always been that odd one out amongst omegas. Preferring to stick to a beta rather than an alpha.

Donovan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, relishing the feeling one gets after releasing pent up anger.

He went up to close his door and cover all the windows in his dorm room.

Donovan went to pull out a suitcase from under his bed. Inside bottles of tablets filled the entire thing to the rim.

"This will separate them."