HAZEL
The other Omegas kept their heads down, focused on folding my dresses with precision I didn't know they possessed. They moved like clockwork. Efficient and as quiet as they could manage. Nobody met my eyes anymore.
Delta stood frozen by the door. Her fingers twisted together. I watched the way her chest as it rose and fell too quickly.
Then she moved. Small steps at first. Hesitant. She crossed the room and stopped a few feet from my bed.
"Luna Hazel." Her voice came out barely above a whisper. "Can we talk?"
The title made something warm bloom in my chest. I let myself smile. Really smile. Not the polite curve of lips I'd perfected over the years but this was something genuine and sharp.
I couldn't help myself. The jokes just fucking wrote themselves.
"It is Luna Hazel now, is it?" I tilted my head, studying her pale face. "Is it because you realize now that you are trapped too? Is it sinking in now like teeth that you are not safe."
She flinched.
