Jade’s pov:
After leaving mom at the training grounds, seeing as she claimed she wanted to calm down first – and what better way to do that than to let out some steam? – I decided to hit the pack house. I had barely eaten yesterday, and today I felt famished.
Trevor made himself really subtle and nearly invisible when I sat at one of the stools in the kitchen.
“Ooh, nice contacts you have there, Luna Jade,” one of the omega servants let out as she caught sight of me in the hallways.
“I am not wearing any,” I retorted with a small smile.
Her eyebrows disappeared into her hairline, but she didn’t utter a word further, soon disappearing into the cinema, which – if I had to make a guess – she had to clean.
“You shouldn’t be up and about, Luna Jade,” one of the kitchen omegas let o
