Chapter 7

POV of Damian

Even though it was still very dark outside, you could already clearly sense the tension. Nearly everyone was already awake and occupied with a job or chore of some kind. The first stages of the packs supper for tonight, which wouldn't be served for at least another dozen hours or more, were already in the process of preparation. The girls were chatting while they prepared the dishes, wondering if the alpha would like them.

The maids, or omegas as they are often known, could be heard cleaning each room to make it more appealing. The men were outside practicing, competing to prove who was the best warrior in order to impress their boss and chief instructor. The same calm I heard every other morning was broken by their snarls and barks resonating through the brisk morning air.

I was still sequestered in my room, shaking. I was tucked up in the tool's corner, all balled up. My head was wedged between my knees. The memory of my nightmare is still very recent. Despite how