Tamara
The silence in my room felt suffocating, and the uncertainty I felt in my chest refused to let me rest. Earth had bolted out with the book, leaving me with more questions than answers.
With less than thirty minutes left before the final arena fights, I couldn't sit there waiting in the dark anymore. Nobody was giving me straight answers, so I had to find them myself.
I pushed myself off the bed, ignoring my shoulder, and walked down toward the pack house kitchens to clear my head and find someone who might point me in the right direction.
When I pushed through the kitchen doors, I braced myself for the usual cold stares, whispering, and hostility from the omegas.
Instead, a few female omegas working near the counters looked up, smiled softly at me, and kindly asked what I ne
