Nalini That night, the Omega quarters were alive with laughter. It was rare—too rare—that we had moments like this, moments that weren’t overshadowed by fear, by whispered orders or the weight of pack hierarchy. Someone had found a bottle of sweet berry wine, probably smuggled from the Alpha’s stores, and the air was warm with its scent.I sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by a few other omegas—girls who, like me, had learned to smile even when life gave them no reason to.Sara—my godmother, my rock—sat on the edge of her cot, mending an old apron by the dim light of a lantern. The glow softened her face, tracing the fine lines that years of servitude had carved there. Despite it all, she still smiled, still hummed little lullabies under her breath as if the world weren’t cruel at all.Beside her, Jocelyn was polishing a pair of Beta Nolan’s boots, her tongue sticking out slightly in concentration, while Richie—broad-shouldered and gentle, the youngest of us—was slicing up so
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