That night, I’d gotten back home in a sour mood and drowsy state. Kayla’s body could barely handle any alcohol. I had only taken a few sips of what the women offered me only to end up collapsing.
The effect had worn off a bit now and my exhausted body could not wait to get to my room and answer the calling of my bed. The living room was as quiet as a graveyard which was strange. I was climbing the stairs slowly and carefully, my vision blurry when I felt hands grabbing me on each side.
“Don’t fall, Luna.”
“You should be careful.” The other one said.
Their faces were a blur to me but I could smell their scent. It was weak, faint, implying that they were Omegas.
“We’ll help you to your room.” They were smiling strangely as they said this. I squeezed my eyes shut to get rid of the blur
