Derek POV
"They've had me putting washing away today, can you believe it, Derek? Look at my hands" she wailed pathetically as I looked at her unsympathetically, taking in her ragged and worn nails, the polish now chipped and breaking off in places. They were no longer perfectly manicured that was for sure. I rolled my eyes. What did I care about nails?
"What do you expect Tiffany? You're an omega remember?" I pointed out with a growl, staring out the window in boredom and wishing she would leave my room. Ever since I'd started speaking to her again she'd started sneaking into my bedroom as a way to avoid having to do her chores and I was wearing thin on patience. I wanted her to leave, before the Alpha or Luna realized she was in here as a way of escaping her punishment.
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