Chapter 11

"Line up you dimwits!"

Mrs Yvonne's voice boomed, reverberating along the walls. Her voice was enough to temporarily knock the fear of the three devils out of me. The three maids that had been losing it suddenly composed themselves and were standing up straight, dusting and patting their gowns for invisible dust I couldn't see.

I turned to Mrs Yvonne and I saw perspiration forming on her forehead. She wiped her glass and glared at me.

"What do you think you are doing? Line up! Join the line!" She motioned toward the maids who were standing in order.

I joined them at the end and they glared at me, making a show of even shifting away from me as if I would stain them with my Omega blood but I wasn't bothered.

I was bothered about what would happen to me, what Ryder would do to me.

My fears had come back, my knees were slightly trembling. Any efforts I made to steel myself failed. I had pulled the last straw, this was the end.

The door opened with a large jam, as though it had been