I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "How would you know?" 
                          
"Hmm, you forget who my mate is..." He coyly smiled. "He's talked to many Alpha's, some of them were enthused by your feisty attitude, especially with your mate. After the rumor of you taking down another Alpha for size really raised some brows yesterday evening, pregnant no less."
                          
"I'd like to add a disclaimer that I didn't know I was pregnant when I took him down. Otherwise, I would have let Alexandre handle it." I rubbed my stomach, still a nervous wreck. I worried that something was wrong with my pup. I had to wait weeks to even know if everything would be alright. 
                          
"Well, I think it's still badass. Abram's actually thinking about letting Omega's join the warrior camp next semester. Of course, with the right precautions in play." He smiled,  glowing like the sun talking about his mate. 
                          
He was in deep, deeper than the sea. 
                          
"So why aren't you working today?" I poured some cream into my coffee, and grabbed a few sugar cubes, chucking them into the hot liquid. 
                          
"Well, after I poured a butt-ton of expensive wine on a Luna," He looked at me. "I've been knocked back down to washing clothes in the evenings, the pay sucks, but it's better than nothing." 
                          
"You get paid to do that?" I questioned. I had heard of Omega's being forced to do things like they had been doing. Never had I once heard of them getting paid. 
                          
"We used to not get paid, but since Abram took over, he passed some pack laws, he's done a lot for us Omega's in just a year, not only did we get this magnificent house, we got rights. I get paid for stuff that I didn't get paid for a year ago. It's been nice too since I can get stuff for my room. I've even gotten into buying perfumes from around the world. I have one that's from France, and it's Abram's favorite. It almost drives him mad when I wear it." He hummed, rubbing his mark. "The only thing the Elders wouldn't agree on was the sexual harassment law, which is why Abram ordered the Omega Residence to be built."
                          
"I mean, Alpha Kent had a cabin for Omega's in heat built at the edge of the pack lands, but he also made it a law that if someone sexually harasses another pack member, they would be kicked out of the pack and made a rogue. So I guess Abram is on the right track, at least." I shrugged my shoulders. 
                          
"I'm glad he's trying to do something for us. Do you wanna come see my room?" He asked excitedly. "I want to show you my collections. There's not much, but there's a start to it, I only started getting some of this stuff once Abram passed the law for us to be paid for pack duties."
                          
I sat my mug down on the island, and Harman took me to his room. The room was relatively small, a small bed was pushed in the corner, and a small chest of drawers was in another corner, and an armoire was against the wall. There were Christmas lights strung on the wall, he had a little shelf hung under the lights with books stacked on it. He opened the armoire and grabbed a small decorated box and a crate that rested on the bottom next to his shoes. 
                          
He told me I could sit down on his bed, and he opened the decorated box. "This is my crystal collection." He handed me the small box. "I only have a few right now because they're expensive." I picked up one of the smoothed out crystals and rubbed it with my fingers, it was a light blue color, and it felt calming to hold on to. "I heard that crystals are natural healers. The one you're holding is a calming stone." 
                          
"Hmm, I always thought it was some hokey pokey thing. It does feel very calming." I hummed. 
                          
"Just imagine being surrounded by all of them and burning a good candle with essential oils. It's like having a mental cleansing." He held up a candle. I looked down at the crate on the floor. Inside was a more extensive collection of candles. "Honestly, I won't admit it at times, but I do have a problem with candles. If it smells good, I buy it. It also doesn't help that there are several candle shops in our town." Harman laughed, handing me a candle. "I honestly love the smell of this one. It kind of reminds me of Abram's scent, sometimes I burn it before bed just to comfort me while I sleep. Especially if I've had a rough day."
                          
"Hmm, it smells like clove." I inhaled the scent of the candle. 
                          
"Mhm, all it's missing is the woodsy musk that Abram has, and viola his scent." He giggled, sitting the candle back down gently in the crate. "Sarahlyn made that candle, and apparently I'm not the only one that likes the scent, so I have to be careful not to burn it too long. She sells out of it as soon as she makes them, I asked if she would by chance be able to set one aside for me on my next payday, so hopefully, I can get another one soon." Harman chirped. 
                          
"That sounds awfully nice." I gave him a small smile. 
                          
"Yep!" He bounced on the balls of his feet. "Anyways, I think breakfast may be ready in the packhouse. Do you wanna head over there to get breakfast, or do you want me to make something?" Harman asked. 
                          
"Hm, I think we should be able to get breakfast from the packhouse, that way if you start cooking something that this one-" I patted my flat stomach, "Doesn't like, I won't upchuck everywhere." 
                          
"Fair enough," Harman explained, putting his collections back into his armoire neatly. "I think they made french toast, ham, oatmeal, and some fruits. 
                          
"We'll see what I can stomach." I laughed, getting to my feet. 
                          
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Later in the day, Harman and I were in his room; I decided to take a nap due to the exhaustion I felt. Eventually, Harman had followed suit. We woke up when someone opened his door violently, the door bouncing off of the wall, making me flinch. In the doorway was Alpha Abram looking pissed off, his face beat red, his chest heaving. The two of us sat on our knees, facing toward the angry man.
                          
"Who the fuck did you tell?" He growled out, making Harman, who was behind me, flinch. 
                          
"I didn't tell anyone I swear." Harman whimpered, gripping onto my wrist under the covers. He bent his head down in submission. "I promise I didn't tell anyone, Abram." 
                          
"Alpha," Abram corrected. My heart fluttered with anxiety, scared for myself and my pup. I was in the middle of the two, and Abram seemed pissed about the obvious. Abram's response made Harman begin to shake; I felt like I wanted to follow suit. It was no longer just myself; it was also my pup. 
                          
"What are you talking about?" I asked, pretending to be ignorant of the situation. 
                          
"You very well know what in the fuck I'm talking about," Abram replied angrily, pointing to me. "The two of you were talking so very freely about it this morning." 
                          
"I never said your name, I promise." Abram stormed to the bed, yanking Harman by his wrist off the mattress.
                          
"I thought I made it clear to you," He snapped. "I was trying so fucking hard for you now someone has gone and blabbed to the elders. All of them have come to the mutual agreement that they will not condone you being my mate." Abram cradled Harman's face in his hands, making him look Abram in the face. 
                          
"I-I promise Alpha, I promise I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." He cried out. 
                          
"Why do I fucking feel this way." Abram let go of Harman,  gently pushing the Omega away from him. "Why do I fucking care so goddamn much about you?" The Alpha raked his fingers through his hair. "Why did you give him fucking hope?" He pointed to me, tears clearly falling from his eyes. "Why didn't you just fucking stay home?"
                          
"I'm sorry, Abe, I'm so sorry." Harman tried reaching for Abram's arm, but the Alpha snatched his hand away. 
                          
"They want me to reject you." Abram quietly said, he looked down as if he couldn't feel the words come out of his mouth. "They want me to banish you from the pack. I-"
                          
Harman dropped to his knees, not wanting to believe the words coming from his mate's mouth. 
                          
"Please don't."
                          
A/N: Yoooo, y'all are about to be shooketh like, for the next at least 5 chapters minus the filler. mmmmkay.
                          
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