Novalie POV My entire life, I had always been taught one thing, to excel in the kitchen. As a female Omega in the Midnight Moon pack, there were very few career paths open to me, none of which would be my choice to make. The Alpha decided where we ended up when we came of age. There were only three positions he put us female Omegas in, which meant I could end up as a packhouse maid, working in the kitchens of the packhouse or in the brothel. That's why I had been taught to excel in the kitchens. Usually the older Omega females, or the ones who weren't particularly nice to look at ended up as maids, the rest were turned into working girls in the ever growing, ever popular sex industry, because there were very few that the Alpha trusted to cook him fabulous meals. Luckily, I had been raised by my Aunt Marianne, who was the head chef in the packhouse kitchen. Her position allowed me to grow up in the kitchen of the packhouse, where I learned to perfect my craft. My mother had been pla
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