Lindsey POV
It was rather unusual to see Tiffany working in the pack house with the other omegas, I had to admit, and I did my best to stay out of her way, knowing that she blamed me for her misfortune instead of herself. Today I was on Laundry duty and I couldn't speak, merely hanging the washing up while the sun shined down on me. I could hear Tiffany complaining to herself as she was forced to take the folded washing up to the rooms.
"Why me? Why can't Lindsey do it? So what if she's hanging the washing out? Does that mean she can't do both?"
I smiled to myself. It seemed that Tiffany hadn't quite gotten used to the omega way of doing things. I had yet to run into Luna Chelsea as well but I had seen her from afar and she had thrown me a few smiles here or there so she wasn't carryin
