040 His Lesson

Dahlia’s POV

It’s so annoying to wake up with a start!

Every inch of my body feels sour and in pain, and they all wake up as well when I do.

I cover my head with the smelly sheet and soon can’t breathe, but I don’t want to open my eyes to the noisy, smelly morning in the dorm. The Omegas all got up and are now hurrying around the room with towels on their shoulders. Their sleepers dragged on the floor.

I know I can’t complain, so I just sit up with my head buried in my arms, trying to fully wake up without letting my morning fume out.

“Who’s this?” A girl notices me. They didn’t pay attention last night. Ava walks up and sends them off soon.

I don’t know how to deal with them.

I have talked to Omegas as the princess of the pack, and I have talked to them as the sex slave of the Alpha. Both times I was in a higher position.

I was taken to Damon’s pack after that bloody night, and was thrown into the Omega’s street to be a slave. But I never was one. The first night I wandered around am