Chapter 82 | Not A Monster

Phoenix

I rush down the stairs to the kitchen because I know I don’t have much time before the omegas will be awake and starting their day. I know that everyone will be hungry, but I can’t help but feel worried for Violet’s dad. When is the last time that he ate? How little has he been allowed to have and for how long?

No person should look as bad as he does. I silently pray to the goddess that Penelope Fox won’t look the same way. I grab out a tray and haphazardly throw things onto it, chips, fruit, cheese, bottles of water, crackers, a jar of peanut butter, it doesn’t matter we just need stuff we can eat.

I’m so focused on what I need to do and how fast it needs to be done that I jump when I hear a startled gasp. My eyes instantly move to the clock and I inwardly groan knowing that I took up too much time. I turn with a forced smile and I see the head omega.

What was her name? Normally, the omegas don’t talk to me much… too afraid of my power. Carol! That was her name, it’s Carol!

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