LenaI had watched my mother suffer and get humiliated under the hands of alpha Brandon. Sometimes he humiliated her on purpose just to remind me of the power he held and what he could do with it. My mother was my only family and he knew she was my weakness and hurting her was hurting me. I thought my mom was going to be excited to get her freedom back, to stop working for the ungrateful Brandon and his pack,but that was not the case, her response surprised me. “I won’t go with you, Gina.”The words hit harder than I expected, even though I’d rehearsed this conversation in my head a hundred times.I stare at my mother as she stands by the fireplace, her thin frame stiff, her hands trembling slightly as they clutch the hem of her apron. Her eyes are tired more than tired. Worn. Hollowed out by years of servitude in Alpha Brandon’s packhouse. By years of being treated like nothing just because she’s an omega.Just like me.“Mom,” I say softly, stepping closer, “you don’t have to stay
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