Chapter 24
Author's pov
Christina wished the only empty seat at the table was not beside Marcel. It had been done that way because the table was large enough to fit five more chairs.
As soon as she sat down, Melissa leaned over the table and hissed, "What did they do to you?"
"It's so nice that our little Omega has decided to join us for dinner," Sandra said, interrupting whatever conversation was about to happen between Melissa and Christina.
Truthfully, she was a bit disappointed when she saw Christina. Not only was she an Omega, but she also looked quite plain. Her emerald green eyes looked sunken, and she was very scared as they darted around everybody in the room. Her skin was tanned, not the porcelain skin she desired in young women, and her hair looked quite normal—dark chocola
