The Second Helpings Trial is not what you think.
It's not about eating a lot.
It's about asking for more when you were taught you don't deserve it.
Mama River explained this to Jaxon while he stood in front of the entire Curved Moon Pack, hands healed but still a little pink, wearing his Omega rag as a headband because he lost his bowtie at the Mating Ball.
"For one year, Omega Prince, you have been Omega," she bellowed, ladle in hand. "You carried logs with your ass! You washed dishes with a toothbrush! You burned a rabbit! You burned your hands breaking a collar! You danced badly in a ballroom! You ate stew fed to you by your Alpha like a pup!"
The pack - fifteen curvy girls, Giselle, Theo, my mother, two guards - nodded solemnly.
"Now, by Curved Moon Law, after one year as Omega,
