AMELIA’S POV
Madison wasn’t satisfied with just taunts. One afternoon, while I was cleaning the Beta’s office, she barged in with Daniel.
“Is this where you’ve been hiding, traitor?” she sneered.
“I’m just doing my job,” I said, keeping my voice even.
Daniel chuckled darkly. “Not well enough. Look at all this dust.” He knocked over a stack of papers, scattering them across the floor.
“Clean it up,” Madison demanded.
As I bent down to pick up the papers, Madison “accidentally” kicked over a bucket of dirty water, soaking my clothes.
“Clumsy omega,” she said with a fake pout.
Daniel laughed. “You’re pathetic.”
I bit my lip, holding back tears as I cleaned up the mess.
My breaking point came a week later when Jackson accused me of neglecting my duties.
“You think you can ignore you
