Ezra
I want to join the military force of Aethelgard.
Allen's brows pulled together immediately, like he thought he didn't hear me right.
"Why do you want to join the military of Aethelgard?" he asked. "You know that's no place for an omega."
Of course he'd say that.
I stared at him.
"And who makes these rules?" I asked. My voice came out harsher than I expected.
"Why can't omegas who want to belong in the military participate? Why is it only restricted to alphas?"
Allen didn't answer right away. His eyes stayed on me. It was obvious he was trying so hard to hide his disbelief.
"It's not like that," he said finally. "Omegas aren't built for war or the military."
I don't know why but something snapped inside me. I was suddenly full of so much anger. It's not like I wasn't expecting it but…..it's Allen. He's supposed to be different.
"Oh."
I let out a short laugh that had no humor in it. I tried to pull my arm away from him, but his hands pulled me back.
