Chapter 15
Andromeda’s breath came fast, but she wasn’t afraid. No, she had been in worse situations than this.
The guards surrounded her, their weapons drawn, their eyes filled with doubt. They didn’t understand. To them, she was just an omega weak, powerless, barely capable of defending herself. But they didn’t know the truth that she was no omega.
She was Andromeda, The Alpha Princess, trapped in this frail body, yes—but her strength? It hadn’t left her. The fire inside her still burned hot, and if these men thought they could take her down easily, they were about to learn how very wrong they were.
One of the guards, a delta, moved first, swinging his sword at her. She didn’t have a weapon, but she didn’t need one.
With a sharp inhale, she dodged to the side, letting the
