Amelia’s POV

I walked toward the house and approached the exit, smiling at the young omega as she lowered her head in respect. I made my way toward the door with my head held high.

I felt weightless, liberated, worthy, and justified for the first time.

But just as I was about to take my last step up, I was pulled back, making my eyes widen in shock.

That scent.

I knew it far too well, making Zoey growl ...