Tate pov
The week flew by fast, and I was more confused than ever. Ever since the day I had s*x with Adaline, it was as if she stopped doing everything. She was only my Omega in name. She stopped making me food and doing my school work, cleaning my room, or doing my laundry, and it was frustrating.
‘Well, you shouldn’t have been using her so much.’ Damian snarled at me, making me flinch. I agree, I was spoiled. But I was Alpha, those are tasks of an omega, I shouldn’t have to feel guilty for making her do them. ‘But she’s our mate. Even if she’s an omega she should have been treated like the future Luna of the pack, not like a measly omega.’ Damian said with a huff.
I sighed, looking up in annoyance as Sevra walked in with breakfast. I could already feel my stomach-churning.
