Chapter 57

By the time I was done, the packhouse had awoken.

No one noticed me slip out of her room. I blended in with the visiting Alphas and Lunas walking to the front; their confused chatter swelled around me. The air in the packhouse was cold, confused, and anticipatory.

I ran into an Omega I didn’t know the name of and stopped in front of her. “Keep all the Omegas out of the new wing for the next few hours,” I said in as much of a command as I could muster; it still rang through me, and she bowed her head. “And any others,” I added. “Close this place.”

“Y-yes,” she agreed.

I hoped that would be enough, just in case, and I continued on.

Someone grabbed my elbow gently, and I turned to find Sam. He kept looking ahead, walking next to me, his hand not dropping my arm. It was steadying.

“There’s a new development,” he said.

“I know,” I replied. “It’s part of the plan. He finally looked at me with wide eyes. “I'm ready,” I stated.

He nodded, but I could tell he was trying to process this. A