Chapter 19: Designs and Deceptions
(Elina's POV)
The heavy glass doors of the Inter-Pack Design Council building loomed ahead—a modern structure with sleek designs that somehow felt colder than comforting. My wolf whimpered faintly as I stepped inside.
The sterile, professional atmosphere wasn’t meant for someone like me. Omegas rarely ventured into these spaces, not without their presence being questioned at every turn.
I tightened my grip on the strap of my portfolio bag and forced myself to walk steadily toward the reception desk.
The coordinator, a stiff-looking beta whose name bobbed at the edge of my memory, greeted me with a sharp nod. His gaze flickered briefly over me before returning to the tablet in his hands, where he punched in some details.
"You’re here about the
