Josie POV
I barely finished my breakfast before I felt it, the overwhelming nausea, accompanied by the undeniable urge to vomit, standing up abruptly and rushing to the sink to puke up my stomach contents. Rohan quickly stood and held back my hair, while some of the pack members murmured sympathetically. I sensed Sandra's eyes burning as she stared at the back of me. She had been quiet at the table, content merely to glare at Rohan as she ate, but I knew that wouldn't last long. As I gagged and my stomach roiled, she approached, while the rest of the pack slowly dispersed, leaving only omegas behind who began to quietly clean up the mess that had been left behind.
"Oh you poor thing" Sandra exclaimed with false concern "How difficult this must be, feeling nauseous and sick all the time.
