[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
Seven in the morning.
I can still remember how that Omega maid told me about going in the pack manor to check on my new office there as if she were some kind of boss or something.
Contrary to Madison and Cynthia's story, not all Omegas were thrilled for my return here in Silver Crescent. I could sense that Cynthia was still skeptical about my position in the pack, and I understood her feelings after I turned my back on everything several years ago.
As I stepped inside the main hall of the pack house, I took in a long, deep breath and exhaled. I lifted my chin and straightened my back as I rolled my shoulders, ready for whatever hostility would come my way. I knew Olivia had her eyes on me in every corner of this place, and I wouldn't give her the satisfaction
