FIA
He laughed. The sound rang through the infirmary and bounced off the sterile walls. This time the tension in his shoulders actually left him. His whole body seemed to uncoil.
"I cannot believe this." He shook his head. Genuine amusement lit his features. "You are an Alpha's daughter. Surely you must have been to multiple events where you had to dance."
"Not really." The admission came easier than I expected. "When I was younger, my mother tended to avoid events along with me because..."
I paused. The words caught in my throat.
"She was my father's second wife and also an Omega." The truth tasted bitter. "I guess the scrutiny and judgement were too much for her and she didn't want that for me as well."
The memories surfaced unbidden. My mother's careful smile that never quite reached her eyes at pack gatherings. The way she'd find excuses to leave early. How she'd hold my hand a little tighter when Isobel swept past us with Hazel trailing behind like a golden shadow.
