CHRISTAL's POV
This place is full of f****d up men, seeing that after the superior left who knows where, the crowd dissipated and they got back to what they were doing. Some of them sending nasty looks towards me.
It's his fault!
I was alone, of course. Waiting if something might happen in Delta or someone comes up to me what the hell is gonna happen to me while i stay here.
"Hey scum!" The man earlier approaches me, i was suprised when he landed a punch in my left cheek.
If i wasn't wearing this hood he'll be seeing my Death Glare, he's the guy who called me big shot at the entrance.
"We don't f*****g care if the Alpha King recommended you, you're Delta now. You're no one!"
I scoffed. "Do i look like a give a f**k?"
I easily anticipated that he
