Isla
We headed back up to the Alpha’s floor, no Jackson's floor, no wait, our floor. It was going to take some time to get used to the fact that the Alpha’s floor and my floor were one and the same.
I was relieved after meeting his parents and finding them so loving and accepting. I was worried for nothing, and every moment I spent here, the more comfortable I became. They didn’t bat an eye when I said that I was an orphan, and I’m sure they knew of my background and that I was an Omega. I couldn’t wrap my mind around a pack that wasn’t obsessed with rank, especially from the ranked members themselves. It was foreign but refreshing.
No matter how many great things happened here, I was still anxious that the next time I closed my eyes, I would wake up in my cramped attic room on a floor
