ANYA'S POV
Throughout my walk, I was thinking about who Grace is. Her intentions, I mean her real intentions,she can't just be all cool with serving me despite knowing for a fact that I'm an Omega just like her. I'm more baffled about her than Maxine, who clearly showed her disregard for me earlier.
It is true of the saying that says, 'A foe you know is better than a friend you don't know'. How I wish I could get into that thick skull of hers
Her footsteps behind me were soft and deliberate, each one a silent echo that felt less like companionship and more like surveillance. A knot of unease tightened in my stomach whenever Grace was near, a constant reminder of the precariousness of my position within the pack.
Ethan and Owen's earlier presence had been a clumsy weight, their hovering
