Adaline pov
The rest of the week went by faster than usual. It might have been because Tate wasn’t around, but the pack seemed to be less demanding of needing me to do things for them. Maybe it was simply because I became Alarick’s personal Omega. My parents were just as demanding, as usual, they kept hosting dinner parties throughout the week and my stepfather was trying to get a few Elite to join the table as well. He was trying to be promoted to an Elite. There were quiet rumors everywhere that Lyell and another girl in our pack were being considered for promotion to Elite this year and it was probably making my stepfather jealous. More than once I heard him yell out “how dare they place a gay boy into the elite!” As if who he was attracted to mattered more than his fighting skills
