Ember
Sitting on the comfortable bed in the guest room, I smirk as I look out the window. It seems my little ploy of stating I was a guest here out front had worked, as I had avoided the basement altogether. Now, I’m better positioned to escape.
Victoria had been the one to find me in the kitchen, helping Mia with cooking for the pack as a way for us to talk quietly amongst ourselves while also making it appear as if I was going back into my routine as an omega. Mia told me things had changed since the day I was banished—Kendrik had become more volatile, and Victoria more submissive and withdrawn as a Luna.
The kitchen doors were thrown open just after Mia asked if there was any way she could help me escape and Victoria came marching in, looking as haughty as I remembered her to be. She
