Chapter 8 Framed And Second Chance Mate

• I had a hard time getting up from my bed the next morning. Azalea was much worse than my chief commander in my past life. She did not even stop to think that I was an Omega, or it was my first time, she kept barking orders at me to get up anytime I fell down from being knocked down by her.
• "Are you okay, Angela? You don't look good this morning”. Amber told me, her eyes racking over me from where she was sitting on her bed.
• "It's okay. I'm tired from my training”. I told her as I forced my weak body off the bed and prepared to take my bath.