Sarah

Ever since Paris moved to the pack house she had not felt the need to step outside her room. Sarah was the only Omega willing to take care of her despite her attitude she did not leave her alone.

Paris turns in bed for the hundredth time tonight. She could not sleep, her mind had been wandering off so much to Emandra.

‘’Why can't I just sleep?”’ she hissed in annoyance, waking up and heading for the bathroom. When she was done she came out, took a coat, and walked out of her balcony.

Her room in the pack house was very similar to hers back home but more luxurious and spacious, Paris did not feel close to anything within it.

She was aware the room had been prepared for her before whatever came over Mirrod. He had done all this for her but living in it now only made her want to leave.

‘’Why are you up so early?’’ Paris did not turn to see who was talking. It only had to be one person and that was Mirrod. He is the only person bold enough to walk into her room in the depths of the n