"Being an Omega and a woman already places you at a disadvantage. But there are ways to overcome it. Your wounds weren't inflicted precisely, which shows they were winging it. You know what that tells me?"
My cheeks heat. "They weren't fighters."
He affirms with another nod. "Had you possessed even the basest knowledge on a defensive stance, you would have escaped. Barely with your life, yes, but it would have bought you more time to find help. If you cannot beat the enemy, you must, at least, know how to properly run from them." He pushes a tablet in front of me. "Your schedule, starting tomorrow."
I lean forward, glossing over the screen, surprised by the excruciatingly detailed schedule. "Tutoring?"
Soren regards me, something lighter traveling in his eyes. "You are High Luna. It wo
