Grace's POV
"Okay. Don't be afraid to call if there's an emergency. This is your iPad. Be good, bye" he said and then ended the call.
I dressed then I laid down on the bed and took a nap but got disturbed by a knock on the door. Once I opened the door there stood two omegas, one omega held a tray while the other held a laundry basket.
"We're instructed to give you your dinner and take your laundry, Alpha's orders" the one with the blonde hair said.
I nodded and let them in before going to sit on the couch. The brunette placed the food on the table in front of me and the other took my laundry and they left.
I went deep in thought as I ate but then it dawned on me that my sixteenth birthday had passed and my wolf hadn't showed any signs of coming.
I dropped the fork and looked at the ceiling in thought just checking if I had gone insane. Indeed I hadn't seen my wolf. I stood abruptly and walked over to the window still thinking of how weird it was. I tugged at the hem of my shirt until I started feeling sleepy again and went off to bed.
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The Alpha's Omega
WerewolfOne Alpha, One Omega Quite the wrong mate yet it seems so right. There just no telling what can go down when an Alpha gets and Omega as a mate. Grace's fate as a Luna lies in the hands of the elders must I include her mother?
