Ariella's POV
I lifted my eyes and my face fell instantly.
It wasn’t help.
Not even in the slightest.
Standing there in the doorway, arms crossed and looking like he’d just bitten into a lemon, was William…the pack doctor. That rat-faced man with the beady eyes and the permanent scowl. From the very first time I met him yesterday after we arrived here, when he’d checked me over for “injuries” and muttered under his breath about “useless omegas wasting everyone’s time,” I knew he didn’t like me. Not one bit. So the second I saw him, my hopes crashed straight to the floor like a dropped tray of glasses. There was no way this guy was going to help me. Zero. Zilch.
Sophia didn’t even flinch. She just tilted her head, all sweet and sly, like she was chatting about the weather. “Doctor Wil
