Lena's pov
It felt like a thousand eyes peering into my skin, seemingly burning as the minutes went by.
There were only 10 of them but it felt like I was being scrutinized under their gazes. I played with my fork, staring at the variety of food littered across the table in a lavish spread.
The table which was wide, spreading over several centimeters wide and almost 9 foot long in length, similar chairs with gold carvings marring each side till the end where the head chair sat.
The same chair that has been unoccupied in the last three days.
Suddenly, an Omega approached me, refilling my glass, and I realized it was the third time she's done so. All I ever did was drink while my food got cold. As much as the food was delicious, appetizing to look at, I couldn't bring myself to eat
