CHAPTER 13

FREYA'S POV

I took hours washing out the taste from my mouth, traumatized by the experience - the smell, the chunky texture, the painfully tight grip that held me in place. I couldn't break free no matter how I struggled and the memories were haunting and filled me with hatred.

My weakness becomes painfully obvious to me every day and I can't help but hate it so much. If I had been truly born as something better than an Omega, I would have been strong enough to push her down... ...