Luciana
Chris and I stayed out talking about random stuff, and soon it was almost dawn. My eyes were puffy because I hadn't been able to get enough sleep; my mind kept going back and forth with thoughts, most especially how I was supposed to survive in this cubicle with the great number of people.
Turns out working as a maid was the only form of service the omegas could render in exchange for their protection by the other pack members. While there were a few betas working as maids, the omegas outnumbered them, and they had separate quarters. The maid's quarters prepared for the betas were more spacious with soft and cozy beds, just like the room I shared with Ruby, but here in the Omega's den, it was the exact opposite.
With this great number of people here, particularly females, I wond
