“I’m not an omega,” the words left my mouth in a weak whisper. Though, the haze of my dream was fading fast.
Everything around me turned dark as the rustling trees dissolved into the sharp, rhythmic beeping of my heart monitor.
“No, you’re not,” a woman’s voice danced through my thoughts.
I tried opening my eyes, but the effort only made my eyelids feel heavier. Panic bubbled in my chest, seeping into every nerve as my body refused to move.
"Relax, darling. Just keep dreaming. It’s better that way," the lady cackled softly. Her voice slithered through my mind like a taunt, doing little to comfort me. What kind of sick nurse would play tricks like that?
Summoning every ounce of strength, I croaked out, "Nurse?" The word barely escaped my lips before my body betrayed me again, and exhau
