CHAPTER 66: STAY AWAY FROM MY MATE, SLUT
AMANDA'S POV
"Amanda! You’re gonna be late! Get a move on!"
My mom’s voice echoed from the kitchen, sharp enough to make my heart skip multiple beats. I let out a long sigh, staring at the mess of clothes on my bed. Usually, I just threw on whatever was clean and baggy—anything to stay invisible—but not today. Something in me had shifted after Donovan visited my room last night and made me feel like a woman.
I wanted to look hot again. I wanted to look like the girl everyone used to admire before the world turned its back on me. I wanted Donovan to see exactly what he’d been throwing away, and I wanted Gloria to see that I wasn't some broken Omega she could keep under her thumb.
It was hard finding the right fit. Most of my old "pop
