Chapter 14 Three Days And Three Nights
But his mind wasn’t just on the logistics—no. He was brimming with curiosity. ’What exactly happened last night?’ What kind of "torture" had Addison endured? Would she finally know her place now?
Buzzing with eagerness, Greg abruptly changed direction, veering away from the training grounds and heading back toward the packhouse. He wanted a glimpse—just a glimpse—of what remained of the once-defiant Luna.
’Was she broken? Shaken? Barely clinging to consciousness? Or had Zion gone even further than that?’
His thoughts burned with expectation as he approached, eager to witness the aftermath firsthand.
Beta Greg knew he wasn’t permitted to enter the fourth floor—only the omegas responsible for cleaning and fixing the door were allowed there. However, he waited at the base of the stairs on the third floor, pacing back and forth as he kept an eye on the omegas, eager to see when they would be finished.
Upstairs, when the omegas saw the door ajar, they immediately stepped forward to fix it. However, even from a few feet away, they could already smell the unmistakable scent of mixed intimate fluids wafting from the room.
For a moment, they were frozen, exchanging glances as they realized what had likely transpired the previous night. It became clear what their alpha had meant by "teaching Addison a lesson."
Understanding their position, the omegas quickly composed themselves, bowing their heads and focusing on the task at hand. They worked swiftly: two omegas attended to the door’s hinges, while another removed the bedsheets and pillowcases.
As they worked, they could hear the faint sound of water splashing from the bathroom, but they chose to ignore it.