OLIVIA
I follow Rissa as she guides me to the office she prepared for me.
"I hope you'll like it," she says as we walk into a building taller than most of the buildings I've seen here. "your office is on the second floor."
We take the stairs to the second floor and when she opens the door to the said office, I immediately walk in and look around. Its walls are lined with vintage floral wallpaper and that's the only thing that doesn't impress me.
"I don't like the wallpaper," I say, taking a seat behind the desk.
"I'll get it changed, Luna," Rissa says, sitting down on the chair opposite me.
"So," I clear my throat, "What is expected of me by the pack members?"
Rissa looks at me, a sad expression on her face, "Even as an Omega, I grew up being trained to be a Luna just in case I was
