••• Sofia’s POV •••

John laughed again when he saw my pale face and expression that must have shown I could do nothing but obey him.

He patted my cheek again and said, “So you’d better not play tricks and be a messenger for us honestly, honey.”

I moved my head to the side, not wanting to be touched by him.

John tsked, gripped my chin, and sneered, “Who do you think you are to avoid my touch? You are just a lowly Omega. You should be thankful that my men and I took a fancy to you, or you’ll be dead together with that Alpha Prince.”

His words were...