Dear Omega,
It's been a week since the attack and my body fully recovered. I went back to my normal routine. But then, I am wondering. Thinking who's the one who saved me back then and brought me to the infirmary? All I remember was, the angelic soothing voice that was telling me to hold on. That I can make it. That it would be alright and I believed that. I believe every words she said.
Damn it!
I know that my hearing won't fool me, girl.
And I am hoping that I am wrong but she sounded like you.
The future Alpha
