Melinda POV
There was actually something refreshing in Vera’s newly open hostility. There was no more pretense at tolerance, and when we met each other for a match that I easily won, Vera sneered and called me a kiss-up who had probably traded my body for fencing lessons.
I just laughed. “Too bad you’re not as good with a sword as you are with that mouth.”
Seeing me in Vera’s poor favor and after the punishments from the day before, everyone steered clear of me. Unlike the others who easily traded sparring partners, I kept having to find someone who hadn’t been matched.
Beta Posset noticed, however, and shouted at us to stop being precious little omegas.
“Losers go to the right, winners to the left!” he ordered. “I see you skip someone you don’t want to lose to, it’s a demerit.”
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