* * * Eve’s POV * * *
It’s been an extremely busy day, ensuring all preparations are made for our guests' stay this weekend.
The shopping delivery had arrived after the evening meal, so Becca and I had put that away after washing the pots and deep cleaning the kitchen. We tried on our new uniforms to make sure that they fit. They did. Alpha Charles had spent a considerable amount of money to maintain the pretence that all is well in the pack and that all pack members were well looked after.
Not to mention that Alpha Charles had kept all the Omegas back after the evening meal to inform us that it was all hands-on deck. That all Omegas would wake at 4am for a final deep clean of the pack house, with Becca and I breaking off at 6am to prepare breakfast. We were told that we must not put our new uniforms on until after breakfast service. This was to make sure they were clean for when the guests arrive.
To say we are extremely tired as we finally make our way back to our room is an unders
