OMEGA MARYI quickly looked up, playing the part of a frightened Omega. Well, not really playing. Alaia was terrifying, especially with her little soldier on her heels. “S…s…so sorry, Luna. I was cleaning and-” She yanked me to my feet. “What are you doing here,” she growled, making me shake even more. “Cle…cle…cleaning. It’s...m...my job,” I croaked out. “You don’t clean rooms that are locked, Omega Mary. So why are you here, and what is that smell?” “It’s the bleach in the bathroom, Luna Alaia. I can hurry and clean it if you want.” “How did you get in here when the door was locked?” She asked, gripping my arms hard enough to break my skin. I whimpered a bit. “If it was locked, I would’ve gone to the next room, Luna.” I was hoping she would believe that because I was terrible at lying. As werewolves, we could tell if a person is lying, but sometimes fear can mask that emotion, and I had enough to last for a while. Luna Alaia held me in place for a minute. It’s probably a s
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