“Where am I right now?”

“You’re in Black Alder Pack.” Arabella nodded her head at her response. Short and simple. It made her realize that Freya didn’t have a habit of talking nonsense.

“And what are you? I mean, what is your rank here?”

“I’m an Omega.”

“An omega? And you’re a nurse?” Arabella asked, trying hard to digest it.

“Yes!!” Freya replied and looked at Arabella, who looked like she wanted to know more, “In our pack, Omegas aren’t treated as prey or a nobody. Though we are physically weak but Alpha Miller made sure that we will become strong enough to become independent people. Here, we are valued...