KARLA'S POV My entire household was buzzing with an energy that we could all feel, but we couldn't quite describe what was in the air. My mother, a small prim, and proper woman who would rather get caught in a fire than run, because running was not very proper. One could easily mistake our family for a royal family instead of an average family in the pack. The only exception to the prim and proper image my mother tried so desperately to portray was the training my father put my two brothers, Lucien, Lance and me through. "There is no space for a weakling in my house." My father, Richard, would say while eyeing me, as if I was already an embarrassment. It was not my fault that my brothers had already beefed up and now towered over everyone in the house. What my father meant by a weakling, of course, was an omega. In our world, being an Omega was the worst thing that could happen to you. Omegas were treated like a blemish in the society. "Will you snap out of your daydreaming and
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