Alexandra
Guilt flooded my gut at Marilyn’s abrupt departure out of the pack house kitchen. Marilyn cared about me; she wholeheartedly cared about all of the omegas in the Shadow Pack. She was a kind and loving woman who had been broken repeatedly at the cruel hands of Alpha Axton, yet she was still courageous and full of life to keep on going – to keep on going, for all of us. I couldn’t help but feel like I had let her down. I could see how disappointed she was that I had chosen to stay in the Shadow Pack but I knew the odds of escaping into the night and living to tell the story were stacked against me.
The rest of the kitchen staff hurried into the kitchen, each omega retrieving the required items from the fridge and joining around me to prepare breakfast for the pack house. We all w
