#Chapter 111: Werewolf Genetics

Ollie’s POV The next several days move in a blur with me avoiding the brothers and the brothers avoiding me. Instead, I focus on school, trying to take in as much as I can. As part of my duties as Sylvia’s servant, I am only able to take the same classes as her. I sit behind her in every lecture, watching as she goofs off on her phone, not paying attention or taking any of this seriously. I take it seriously though. Even if these aren’t necessarily the classes I want to take, I will not waste any opportunity for more knowledge, eager to learn and succeed and hopefully get ahead, even as an omega. As the professors talk, I even come up with some ideas for homework assignments and essays that they’ve already briefed us on for later in the semester. At the end of class, the professor passed out sheets for each of us, all of them an open-book test that we are to complete at our own convenience before the next class. When the bell rings, and we are free, Sylvia stands, turns aro