Chapter 10: A Confession - Sorrell

“You finally get the chance to show those twits what you’re made of; what ALL Omegas are made of, and instead, my genius daughter decides to break the Alpha’s nose,” says my dad incredulously, waving his arms around.

“To be fair, honey, I think breaking his nose did show everyone what she’s made of,” says mum casually, making me snigger.

“Do not encourage her, Rose,” scolds dad. It’s been like this for the past fifteen minutes. Me sitting here on the couch while dad paces back and forth ranting about me breaking Alpha Alden’s nose, and not a shred of sympathy for my poor hand. I was injured in the line of duty. Crippled by a handsome man’s unnaturally hard nose, where’s the outrage for me, huh?

'You really going to make that argument? I’d pay to see that,' says Alma in amusement.

'Oh yeah? With what money?' I point out.

She gasps, 'Well, excuse me for not having a bank account,' she huffs.

'Are you saying you want one?'

'I mean, if you offered,' she shrugs.

'What would you even