Chapter 90

Third Person's POV

Liam ran his hands down the soft material of his sweatpants. He looked at himself in the mirror and didn't recognize himself anymore. He has lost so much weight. His hair is dull, and his face is sunken in. He frowns as he looks away and then pauses with his hand on the door. The room on the other side was empty when he walked in, but what if it's full of people now? It didn't smell like Omegas; they smelled dominant.

He slowly cracked the door open and was relieved to see it was empty. Not even the three Omegas that wanted to bathe him were in there. He stepped into the room and let his eyes scan his surroundings. The room is filled with bunk beds and a strange scent. Now that his body is clean, and he doesn't smell the remnants of what that bastard left behind on him, he can smell what they are: dominant Delta 3s.

But they don't smell normal, they smell different. They don't smell like wolves.

He slowly walks around the room, his nose flaring as he tries to fig