Chapter Thirty Six: Amusement in those blue eyes?

I ignored the laughter and found my way into the seat at the table he had left me.

"Would you get your ass up?' Someone hissed, I turned to look at the person who was speaking. It was a red-haired woman or girl; I couldn't classify her according to her age because f the heavy makeup on her face. She looked somewhere in between too pretty and fake,

Her harsh tone caused me to flinch as I stood up, looking around to see everyone standing and waiting patiently.

"Thanks," I murmured, more out of courtesy than anything else.

I heard her hiss.

I didn't realize that we were all waiting for Mac to sit down until I was hushed to stand up; apparently, all the high Alphas had to be seated before we, the subjects, could sit. How barbaric

I tried not to think about that fact too much and not dwell on my thoughts about it too much. How was that still valid in such a world and such a century?

I felt the burn of judgemental stares from people seated around us. It wasn't my fault that I had no i