Serena’s POV
Payne had fully transformed now and covered himself with a robe given to him by one of the gammas.
“She’s Baby Apollo’s babysitter,” Payne reminded Winnie, his voice dripping with irritation. “Killing her now would be… inconvenient.”
Winnie scowled. “So what? We can find another Omega to watch the brat.”
“The Alpha won’t like it,” Payne countered. “She still has a use. But—” He yanked me forward, his lips curling into a smirk. “That doesn’t mean she can’t be punished. Until she makes another mistake, of course.”
I hated the way they talked about me like I wasn’t present.
Winnie sighed dramatically, as if she were being denied a favorite toy. “Fine. But next time, I want her gone.”
My stomach twisted, rage bubbling beneath my skin.
Not because of Winnie’s word
