The clatter of cooking pots exploded in the air as I dropped them on the floor. They spun in circles, rolling over to the corner where a heap of disposable plates and utensils waited for sorting. I closed my eyes and sucked in a deep breath.
Calm. I needed to stay calm.
I counted to ten. The anger, frustration, and resentment flowed out of my limbs with each breath. When my body stopped shaking and I felt more composed, I grabbed my purse from the counter and stormed out of the Palace kitchen.
The second I turned the corner, the pungent smell of perfume drifted into my nostrils. With pale expressions, Omegas and she-Lycans scurried out from a corner and hurried into the kitchen I’d vacated.
My steps faltered, the stuffiness in my chest returning again at the way they avoided me, all th
