Adaline pov
I woke up to my phone going off and groaned, rolling over and grabbing it. It was a message from Tate demanding specific things for breakfast and lunch today, and a plan on what he wanted me to do. I was to come back to the pack house after school and clean up his room and closet, do his laundry and prepare a special dessert for him and Sevra to share in his room after dinner. I never had to make dinner since the older omegas served in the kitchens. Usually they cleaned the house up as well but I guess Tate decided it would be my job today.
I sat on the edge of the bed and stretched, wincing when a scab or two pulled a little bit. Shoving my messy bed head out of my face I walked over to the bathroom and knocked, then opened it. Noticing he wasn’t inside I quickly dis
