Adriana remained silent, standing her ground, her breath becoming uneven. Her body still hadn’t fully recovered. The scars from her fight with Caleb and the exhaustion from training were gnawing at her strength. She felt a dull ache in her bones, her body heavy and slow to move. But her gaze was unwavering.
Adriana knew that in her current condition, facing even one of them could be a problem, let alone three at once. But she also knew… if she backed down now, they would continue to oppress her. They would think she was still the weak omega who could be stepped on and discarded.
Her heart raced. Her chest was tight with fear and trauma still lingering in her blood. But above all, there was a burning determination that kept her feet planted firmly on the ground.
"I won’t run," she whisp
