Monday was even worse than anything she could have imagined.
Being shoved against walls by supernatural beings was a lot like being hit by a car, she imagined. By the time lunch rolled around, she was already bruised and in pain, even though Jared’s cream had worked wonders on her previous bruises.
Emily joined her as she had done most lunchtimes now.
“I thought you would look worse than that today.”
Sundays were the only days the Omegas got off to catch up on their own things. Since she had hung out with Jared the whole weekend, she hadn’t come to the dining hall and hadn’t seen Emily since Friday’s training.
“I would have if Jared hadn’t helped me,” she said between bites of her food.
Emily tensed and then quickly looked around. What had she done wrong now?
“It’s Alpha or Mr Ande
