I squared my shoulders when he noticed I don’t give a shit what he says. “I don’t know about her. I’m not her.”

Alpha Cain studied me again as if I’m gonna be his dinner. He circled me, like how sharks circle their food. Like how hawks circle their prey.

“Do you know why conquering a pack takes a long time?”

“I don’t know. I’m just an Omega. I don’t know anything about politics or Alpha bullshits whatsoever.”

He released a breathy laugh. “We would wreck an entire pack of land and turn it into a battlefield in just an hour. Using our Omegas, the unfortunate souls as shields, until...