Killian's POV
I was losing my mind.
Rosalind had somehow made it into the trials. The trials would span two days. Two trials per day.
After the disastrous meeting where the elders had pulled a fast one on us as I had suspected they would, I hadn't seen Rosalind which was normal.
She was always so exceptionally good at avoiding truths she didn't want to know. It was one thing that I found intriguing about her.
One among many.
Then we - Cillian and I - came down to watch the trials. I noticed her instantly. Cillian had to and we exchanged a wide-eyed glance.
I inclined my head and he nodded. A few seconds later I was drilling him for answers.
"She is an omega?" I watched him carefully.
"Of course, she is," Cillian frowned, his brow furrowed in thought. "I brought her straigh
