MIRA'S REVENGE
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room feels safer, despite my fear. I'm Mira, and I'm an Omega in this big palace. Even though I'm small and composed, I'm uncomfortable.
a baby deer's. I take a deep breath and head for the kitchen. The castle is filled with the sound of pots clan
You're running late again!" I nod and accept a basket of carrots. My fingers move slowly, and the knife f
spite how painful her remarks were, I keep my head down. I don't want her to see how teary-eyed I am.
wolf. She's peeling onions nearby. Her voice is softer
that I'm sorry. When they make fun of him or tell him, Dane will be incensed. Dane is the name of m
drop it. In the hallway, wolves are eating and conversing. Dane sits at the big table, his dark hair gleaming in the torches. Selina stan
Dane to look at me politely and say something. But he doesn't.
burning. I want to say that I tried
around? The other wolves' loud laughter is audible in my ears. I look at Dane, expecti
't want anyone to see me cry. Back in the kitchen, I hide behind a stack of flour sacks. I embrace my knees and try to breat
t my legs to cooperate. She shoves a broom into my hand. "Now sweep the floor!" I nod a
th each step. My head is fuzzy and my skin is hot and then cold. I drop a plate, and i
because my arms shake so much. I lose the pot to Tor, the big wolf. "Watch out, Omeg
and a tiny bit spills on the table. Selina gasps as if I did something
ick up a cloth and wipe down the table, my face burning with shame. While the rest of the pack w
that I had to sit down. Tora kneels beside me when she sees me. "You
'll get angry." My speech i
e leaves before I can stop her. I'm scared. If they think I'
I set the tray down and lean against the wall. The room is noisy, and the torches hurt my eyes. Selina and D
d Kael grabs my arm. He shouts, "Impetuous Omega!" "You're ruining ever
ts. There is silence in the hall. "Why can't you do anythi
hem. I'm sorry, but my voice is so small that nobody c
tonne of rocks. I nod and run, stumbling to the ground. When I reach my room, I collapse on my bed. My
ch that I'm curling up tight. I recall the roar from the forest, the shadow with the
moon shines through the window. I sneak up and peek out. The shadow reappears, big and threatening, eyes blazing. But this time i