The two female omegas assigned to Viola had come and helped her take a bath, a very painful bath she didn't think she was supposed to have yet, because her bruises were still in the process of healing. Her entire body ached now as she sat in the wheelchair, waiting for whoever she had been told would come and remove her from the Silver Pack.
Viola released a sigh of despair just as she heard the door finally open.
She raised her head to see the unclear shapes of men entering. They didn't speak to her, but one of them asked the other,
"Is she the one?"
"Yes. She's the one."
Before she could register what was happening or ask them if she could see the Alpha, she was hurled out of the wheelchair without any care and thrown over a broad shoulder.
