LUKAS’ POV
"Thalia what are you doing?" I couldn't help yelling, my brows scrunched up at the sight of my supposed girlfriend torturing an Omega who worked for me as a maid.
The maid was a crying mess and had what seemed to be coffee running down her face.
"What does it look like? I'm punishing her for the disrespect she has shown to me." Thalia arched her brows, her gaze daring me to interfere.
"Thalia, this isn't right. There are other ways to express your dissatisfaction, not this." I pointed towards the broken shard of the coffee cup she held in her hand.
If I had been one step too late, I was sure she wouldn't have hesitated to cut the poor Omega.
"Are you lecturing me? In front of these puny wolves?" She yelled loudly.
I sighed in frustration, "I am not lecturing you." Turning
