POV. Selena

I just wanted to walk down that hallway without seeing anyone else, but, of course, fate loves to test my patience. An omega came out of one of the rooms carrying a tray and bumped into me right at the corner. Juice splashed on my clothes.

“Oh, no, you didn't.”

The girl's eyes widened, pale, stammering some apology I didn't want to hear. Before she could finish her sentence, I pushed her against the wall with one hand. I could feel her fear in the air—and ...