Chapter eleven

ELENA'S POV

Never thought I'd ever complain about being bored.

That thought popped again into my head and trust me it wasn't for the first time either.

The problem with being somewhere that you don't belong, with not having a home, is there's nowhere for you to retreat when you want to escape and feel safe.

Not that I have anywhere I could call safe.

Or anywhere I could hide away from the monsters plaguing me.

I've been awake for over a week now, but I've been stuck in what these people call the med building which is a small hospital. This pack is very loaded.

Sigh. Being a weak Omega is a bitch.

From the window, I've watched the comings and goings of the members of the pack... I could see the cafe across the square, which looks like a central meeting place that is usually always busy. Between that, the clothing stores, and the screaming kids as they go to school, this place looks nice but I have firsthand experiences that appearances can be quite deceiving.

But still….

It looks so