Trinity's POV
The following day, I ate my breakfast in silence. As usual, Theon and Thaddeus flanked me at the buffet line. They had plenty of offers from the omegas asking if they could fill their plates, make them something more suitable to their liking, but they were humble. They reacted with kindness and even shook their hands which was a sign of mutual respect. For the omegas, they felt utterly honored.
I didn't like how the omegas were cooking and refilling glasses, I felt like everyone used them as slaves, but Thaddeus only said it wasn't like that. They had the choice of what they wanted to do. They could be trained as warriors, which many of them did train, or they could help serve the pack in other ways. Everyone pitched in and the strongest fought while the others kept the pac
