Chapter 9

Olivia's POV

Morning light slipped through the gaps in the curtains, gently caressing my face.

I awoke from my bed, immediately feeling a pang of hunger.

So much had happened last night. I'd only had a couple of drinks and barely eaten anything.

Now, this emptiness in my stomach urged me to get up.

After freshening up, I made my way to the packhouse's dining area.

Entering the dining hall, I hoped to find some solace from my acquaintances in the pack, but what greeted me was indifference.

The guards who had fought alongside me carried trays past me.

They merely glanced my way, one of them offering a slight nod.

None of them initiated a greeting.

The respect they once held for me was gone.

I knew it was because of Marsh.

His affair with Emily had hurt not only our mating bond but also my prestige within the pack.

I walked into the dining area where an Omega was busy flipping eggs behind the buffet counter, spreading butter on toast.

I approached with a smile. "Could you please give me