Alpha Princess In An Omega Skin

, and she had never questioned it. She had believed in it. In them. But now, standing in Calantha's room, watching Thorold with her, that was when it became clear to her that Thorold was cheating o

was one of the people who did the discriminating. But how? Andromeda had always known Calantha to be a good gamma. Kind, loyal, someone who stood for fairness and justice. But now, as she stood in front of her, watching the cold smirk on her lips, she wondered... Was it all for show? Had Calantha ever truly been the friend she thought she was? And what about Thorold? Was he the same? Or had he been pretending too? Thorold's voice cut through her thoughts. "What were you doing here in the first place?" Andromeda's mind raced. She couldn't tell the truth. She had to come up with something fast. "I... I came to clean the room," she stammered. A sharp, mocking laugh rang out. Calantha folded her arms across her chest, shaking her head. "An omega already cleaned this room an hour ago." Andromeda swallowed hard. She knew she had to lie. If she hesitated too long, they would suspect her even more. "It was supposed to be me," she said quickly. "But I was busy, so my friend helped me. I just came to check if she had done it properly." She turned, hoping to leave before they could question her any further. She had almost made it to the door when a hand grabbed her hair and yanked her back. Pain shot through her scalp, and she winced. "She's lying," Thorold said. His grip tightened, and Andromeda forced herself to stay still, to keep up the act. If she fought back, if she let her real strength show, it would be over. "What's your name?" he demanded. Her heart pounded. She couldn't tell them her real name. If they found out who she was, everything would fall apart. "M-Meda," she blurted out. It was the only thing she could come up with. A part of her real name, stripped down and simple. Thorold let go of her hair but didn't step back. His dark eyes