Eight

I was given a room, an entire room to myself, a whole damn big and beautiful room! I was already loving this pack more than Dark Stone pack.

The best part of the room was the bed; it was a soft queen sized bed and had a nice white duvet and fluffy blanket on it. I couldn’t control my excitement and started jumping on the bed, squealing in exhilaration. “I can’t wait to sleep tonight!”

The door opened, and a young woman froze at my current action. She looked like she was 22, my age, or in her early twenties. She had shoulder-length black curly hair, beautiful caramel skin and hazel asian eyes.

She cleared her throat and walked in. “I didn’t know someone was in here. I guess I should’ve knocked before entering.” She walked in and dropped the small box she was holding, on the table.

I quickly got off the bed, clearing my throat. “I’m sorry. I’m Jane Williams, from the Dark Stone pack.”

“Dark Stone? If you’re in this room, then you’re an omega. I feel so bad for you. I’ve heard about