"You useless omega" his mother was screaming "how could you be this weak, this pathetic after all the hours spent trying to make you one of us. The time we've spent with you trying to make you a strong warrior and you get beaten by everyone!"
This time Luca looked young but around sixteen, the age when one typically shifts. He'd been so happy too, ecstatic to finally change, beaming from ear to ear as his parents escorted him to the grounds. The pain had been bad, so bad that he'd thrown up over and over as his bones broke and readjusted themselves, his screams echoing through the forest and into the night, whole body convulsing as he stared helplessly at his parents who remained unaffected by their only son's anguish. Instead they had stared at him and waited. Disgusted when he was fina
