“Scrub harder, girl, or I’ll have you licking the floors clean!”The head omega’s voice rang through the kitchen, sharp enough to make my head throb.I clenched my jaw and kept scrubbing. “It’s already clean,” I muttered under my breath, too low for her to hear—or so I thought. “Unless you’d prefer I polish the grime into art.”Her shadow fell over me.“What was that?”Before I could rise, she snatched a wooden spoon from the counter and struck my shoulder. Pain shot down my arm, but I refused to cry out. Omegas didn’t fight back. We endured.“You’ll start over,” she snarled, her lip curling. Then she kicked my bucket over, sending filthy water spilling across the tiles and soaking the hem of my skirt. “And this time, you’ll keep that smart mouth shut.”I wanted to slam the brush into her face and grind her teeth into the floor, but I stayed still. I had to.I was living disguised as an omega, pretending to be powerless.Because if anyone discovered the truth, they wouldn’t just punis
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