Amber
In other words, I would be kicked out of the shelter if I kept my pregnancy. Tears burned in my eyes as I nodded silently, unable to find the strength to argue.
“Figure it out,” Marilyn said, turning on her heel and walking away, leaving me standing frozen in the hallway.
When I finally made it back to my room, I collapsed onto the mat, my mind racing. If they kicked me out, where would I go? What would I do? It was too dangerous for an Omega on the streets, especially one carrying a pup. I’d heard too many horror stories.
“This wouldn’t be a problem if you’d taken the money,” Irma said, her voice cold.
“I’m not taking his money,” I snapped.
“You need it,” she shot back. “You have no one else. No support. You’re pregnant and vulnerable. Why are you so stubborn?”
“Because I’m n
