him like everyone else, just a toy for their amusement, sharing his gift with their friends for laughs.
Owen had been through it so many times before, but no more. He was going to get in his car and drive home the first chance he had. Owen sat there wishing that he had fought against the werewolves who had taken him. Maybe then they would have killed him and ended this cruel joke of a life he had. That was the last thought he had as he rolled to his side and let the weariness he felt all the way down to his soul take him away in sleep.
* * * *
“What the fuck was that all about?” Constantine asked as they stood there watching their mate run away from them.
Christian rolled his eyes at his big Delta mate’s outburst.
“Well, fine, if he wants to be a brat and run off, good riddance.”
“Are you done?” Christian asked. “Owen’s hurt. We did something to hurt him, don’t you get that?”
“We didn’t do anything. He—”
“We don’t know what we did, but obviously we did something,” Christian growled back. “It was after what Matt asked him about his gift. Then when he was yelling at us, he called himself a little freaky human.”
“We don’t think he’s a freak, far from it,” Constantine replied, throwing up his hands in the air.
“But did you tell him that we already knew he was psychic before he got here?” someone with a small voice asked.
Christian turned around to see Sebastian’s mate, Dobry, standing there twisting his hands together.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, but I couldn’t help overhear Owen’s shouting from our backyard.”
“It’s fine,” Constantine answered, waving away the apology. “What do you mean did we tell Owen?”
“I think Owen didn’t know everyone in the pack already knew he was psychic. Whatever happened at Zac’s house, he wasn’t prepared for it. He thinks you told everyone without asking him first. Does he know he’s not the only human in the pack?”
“I didn’t tell Owen that Dobry was human, too. Did you?” Christian asked turning to Constantine, who merely shook his head. “So he thinks he’s the only human here, and we were gossiping last night. And what? We were telling everyone how cool it was that our mate was some little psychic?”
“I’m not sure what he thinks you said,” Dobry answered, shrugging. “But from what I heard, he’s not happy that we all know. So I’m assuming you didn’t warn Owen that we all knew before he got here.”
“Oh god,” Constantine whispered as he fell to his knees. “That’s what he meant about trusting me again. Owen will never forgive me this time.”
“We can fix this, Constantine ,” Christian said. He went and wrapped his arms around his large mate. “We’ll go find Owen and explain everything to him.”
“I’m sorry,” Matt said quietly from behind them.
They both turned and looked at Zac’s little mate. “I didn’t know it was such a sensitive subject for him. I wasn’t trying to be mean. I was just curious.”
“I don’t think any of us knew, baby,” Zac replied, wrapping his arms around Matt and hugging him tight. “I’m sorry, too. It’s just, how often do you get to meet an honest to goodness psychic? None of us meant to hurt his feelings, and we certainly weren’t picking on him.”
“We know that, Zac.” Christian nodded his head. “I think there’s a lot more going on with Owen than we know. He said some things on the drive over yesterday that just about broke my heart. I think he understands your pain as a Delta, but even more so. You had people to explain things to you. Owen didn’t have that. Imagine growing up, not knowing why you were different from everyone else and no one believing you when you said you were.”
“Oh, poor Owen,” Matt cried out, burying his face into Zac’s shirt and sobbing harder.
“It’s okay, baby,” Zac cooed, as he rubbed his little mate’s back. “We weren’t thinking about how it was for Owen. I have
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