By the next day, I woke up earlier than usual, all because I was hungry. I was vanishing. I held my stomach, and I could not wait for morning so I could get my breakfast and eat. I rolled and rolled on the bed for what felt like an hour.

Lunara teased me in my head, “Since we found our mate, are you going to get us killed because of your stubbornness?”

I ignored her and kept rolling, clutching my stomach, waiting for the omega to knock and bring my food.

But it got worse. The usual time ...