The moment Jason and Willow entered the food hall, an uneasy silence settled over the room once again. Every wolf lowered their eyes. Every Omega quietly continued preparing breakfast. No one wanted to draw the Luna's attention.
Willow looked around the hall, her lips pressing into a thin line. She hated what she saw. Warriors talking among themselves.
Pups laughing quietly in one corner. Omegas carrying trays of food from the kitchen. No one had rushed to greet her. No one had immediately begun serving her breakfast.
To Willow, that was disrespect. Her face hardened.
"Omegas!"
Her sharp voice echoed throughout the hall, making everyone freeze.
"What are all of you waiting for?"
Every Omega immediately stopped what they were doing.
"Why aren't you serving our breakfast?"
Her eyes
