After that immensely intense breakfast during which I was unexpectedly invited by Alpha Cain, everybody hardly spoke to me.

And by hardly I meant that Beta Audrey’s sharp shriek of scolding is exempted.

First day is always a hard day. You’re still adjusting to the constant glares, constant scolding, and constant brush of the sharp edge of the knife that almost send you for medical attention because your fellow kitchen-assigned Omegas are gossiping who has the largest cock other than Alpha Cain while slicing carrots.

My ears strained, yearning for some juicy and cock-y news. Yet even though I’m only listening, I’m always the one being pinched in the ear...