Erica's POV
Walking into my bedroom, I slam the door behind me not caring who hears. Today was miserable as was the day before and the day before that. Working for the North Pack is a never ending job. I am woken up at the break of dawn and I work nonstop until lunch. I am allowed thirty minutes for lunch and then I am back to work until dinner. I have cleaned the pack house from top to bottom including the triplets rooms, which are disgusting. I can see why none of the other Omegas want that job for their own.
For the past week I have been embarrassingly pulling my bras and panties out of obvious places around the pack house. Each time that I find one I stuff it discreetly in my pocket and hope that none of the other Omegas see. Just when I think that I have rounded them all up, one of the triplets will raid my bedroom and steal them again.
After just a week of their abuse, I have decided to go back to school early. Alpha Devin and Luna Alice cannot keep me here. I will find a job to pay for the tuition that I can no longer afford. I am sure I can find a scholarship to help me as well. If I am going to work to stay somewhere it might as well be at school.
There is a sharp knock at my door and I sit up right on my bed just in time to see Ashley waltzing in my room with her arms full of make-up and clothes. She drops everything beside my door and places her hands on her hips with a smile spread across her lips. I drop back on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I don't have the energy to fight with her today.
"Get up," she commands.
"Not today, Ashley," I moan. "I am exhausted."
"Too exhausted to celebrate your birthday?" She raises her eyebrows.
I had spent the whole day pretending like it wasn't my birthday. Today is my twentieth birthday. The last chance that I will have to shift into my wolf. If it doesn't happen tonight it will likely never happen and I will be forced to live like a human for the rest of my life. Part of me is hoping that I don't shift tonight under the full moon. Living as a human doesn't sound so bad right about now.
"Yes," I groan. "I am too tired to be excited about my birthday or even the fact that it is the triplets."
"Well, that is too bad," Ashley says as she grabs my hands and heaves me off of the bed. "I convinced Aunt Alice to give you the rest of the day off. I am taking you into town for a makeover."
My eyes flash open at the promise of a makeover. It feels like forever since I have been pampered. I look over at Ashley and she is sporting a wide grin on her lips.
"Are you ready to go?" She says impatiently.
Looking down at my clothes I am suddenly embarrassed. I look like I have been rolling in dirt all day. "I need a shower," I say before I quickly get to my feet and run into the bathroom and start the shower.
Having no sense of privacy, Ashley follows me into the bathroom while I begin to undress.
"Do you mind?" I ask her as I hold my shirt up against my bare chest trying to cover myself.
"Not at all," she says as she hops up on the sink and watches me intently.
Turning my back to Ashley, I begin to strip out of the rest of my clothes and quickly get into the shower. I try to ignore the fact that Ashley is watching me as I wash the grime from my body. But she is making it increasingly hard with her endless chatter.
"You know that you have an amazing body," Ashley says with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "I don't understand why you hide under those frumpy clothes."
"I usually don't," I admit as I turn off the water and wrap a towel around my hair. "I don't like the way the triplets tease me about my curves."
"Any woman would die for a figure like yours," Ashley says as she watches me dry myself off. "I am built like a twelve year old boy."
I let out a snort of laughter as I pull on one of the pairs of panties that I found hanging off a light fixture today. "According to the triplets I am gross," I say as I remember the triplets making fun of the size of my panties earlier today.
"I don't believe it. I have seen how they look at you while you aren't looking. They all think that you are hot." Ashley wiggles her eyebrows up and down in a teasing way.
"They sure have a funny way of showing it," I huff.
Pulling on a pair of ripped jeans and an oversized t-shirt, I stand in front of Ashley with my hair wet ready to go.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Ashley rifles through the clothes in my closet. She pulls out a tight black crop top and tosses it in my direction. "Change."
I look at the shirt in my hands and swallow hard. This is the shirt that I wear when I go clubbing with my roommate at college. It is not something that I would normally wear from day to day. I look up at Ashley and she has her arms crossed over her chest and is tapping her foot impatiently on the floor in front of her.
Letting out a sigh of defeat I take off the oversized t-shirt and pull the crop top over my head. Once it is one I cross my arms over my stomach trying to hide my exposed skin. Reaching forward, Ashley pulls my arms away from my body and lets out a low whistle. "You look hot," she says with a smile on her face. "Now let's go."
Ashley pulls me out of my bedroom and down the hallway to the front door of the pack house. Suddenly someone grabs ahold of my arm and yanks me backwards. I see Chris standing behind me with his hand firmly around my wrist.
"What are you doing?" I ask him as I try to shrink away from him.
"Where do you think you are going dressed like that?" He asks with a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"I am going out for my birthday," I spit back at him as I rip my wrist out of his grasp.
A low growl erupts from Chris's chest as he takes a step back from me. "We want to talk to you."
"It is going to have to wait," Ashley pipes up. "We are late for our appointment."