Natasha’s POV
The Omega that entered the room was short and skinny, with wispy blonde hair that was almost white around her ears. She wore a tattered Omega uniform that may have once been clean and well-kept, but now had multiple holes in it and was covered in dirt.
“Nellie, is it?” Natasha eyed the girl warily, wrinkling her nose at her stench. She smelled like she hadn’t bathed in days.
The girl nodded, wringing her hands nervously. “Yes, Ma’am. Omega Nellie from Crescent Hollow pack. Although…” She winced. “I guess not anymore. I was exiled.”
“Exiled? Why?” This piqued Natasha’s interest. The girl had said she knew Elena. If she was exiled, too, then maybe she knew something about Elena’s actions in Crescent Hollow.
Nellie’s throat bobbed with an audible gulp and she hesitated fo
