Mark's POV
"WHERE! SHOW ME! NOW!" I bellow to the omega, who bows her head in submission and squeaks out a "right this way". Huh? I was just an omega when I left my pack. She must be a mom and understand my worry.
We race down the corridor opposite the one with the library to large double doors on the end. I immediately start following Gracies scent. I burst into a room to see my beautiful girl, burns all over her skin.
"WHAT THE F*CK HAPPENED?!" I scream. This couldn't possibly be her own doing. This looks really bad.
The omega behind me whimpers. "I-I-I, um, sir, I was there. She touched the candle flame and just as I went to grab her arm away her entire body burst into flames! She must've had a flammable substance on her skin, so-some kind of lo-lotion or something?" She squeaks out
