Flashback: 2 years after Donovan and Shayla are mated. Misty has become drained with her work in the gardens. Rain or shine,she has been overwhelmed by the relentless tasks, her hands roughened from clawing at stubborn weeds.
"Jared," she groaned, dropping a handful of wilted leaves, “do you think I’ll ever escape this?" He leaned against the fence, arms crossed, retrieving a half-eaten apple.
"Honestly I don't know Misty. I would ask my uncle if he could get you a new assignment, but he's not the type that wants to get into the pack hierarchy. He doesn't deal with individual Omegas and where they're placed. That's why he has people to do that for him. Have you talked to Avant? He's the one 'assigned' to make sure Omegas are doing their jobs and what not. He's the one who has any pull
