The next morning, my phone buzzed, jolting me out of sleep. I groaned, rolling over to grab it from the charger.
"Yes, Sofia?" I mumbled, my voice thick with exhaustion. "What's so urgent at this ungodly hour?"
The faint sunlight filtering through the curtains suggested it was far too early to be dealing with drama.
"Mija, did you hear the news?" Sofia's voice sounded tense.
"What news?" I asked, sitting up and rubbing my eyes.
"Someone's getting disciplinary action today," she said, her tone bitter.
That got my attention. "What happened?"
"They're saying an Omega tried to attack a Zeta," she replied. "But the rumor is that the Zeta deserved it." She paused, and I could feel the frustration in her voice. "It's so awful how divided this pack is."
"It really is," I agreed.
I hoped A
