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Chapter Eighteen - Never Trust a Pack
Chapter Eighteen - Never Trust a Pack Hannah I found Daisy in the garden. I squatted in the trees and watched her for a long time. She was so beautiful, so happy, so carefree. Her gold hair caught the sun, and she was humming contentedly while she worked, digging in the soil and plucking out weeds. It was hard to believe she was an omega. In the pack where we came from, I don’t remember any happy omegas. They were treated like slaves. They slipped around silently with haggard faces and downcast eyes. I gathered my courage and crossed the grass to the edge of the garden. I saw the basket was there waiting for me, but I didn’t go to take it, not yet. I cleared my throat awkwardly. “I... I want to help you.” I wasn’t used to talking to anyone except Heath. Daisy’s wide mouth
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