Ash's pov
"We're barely on time.. come on" Just as we arrived, holding a torch each which cast our shadows to the wall from the flame, we saw the other Omegas just about to head in, wearing similar uniforms and masks.
Ashley noticed us approaching. I couldn't see her expression but I knew it was disapproving.
"You're late. We're just about heading in."
We both simultaneously set down our torches before taking the aprons Anthony handed out to us.
"Well, we're here aren't we?"
She folded her arms. "Ash?"
Everyone is frozen in shock, including me, as they all turn from Ashley to me.
"It's Gerald." Zion, in his usual uninterested tone mentions before turning away to the entrance.
"No. Gerald doesn't have neck tattoos, and I can clearly see it's yours Ash..." Ashley smirks as she
