Violet
There were around ten wolves spread out at the long table. The one who had spoken up, a lean man with brown-streaked blonde hair, leaned back with an easy grin, his eyes fixed on me with open curiosity.
He turned to face Ana, his tone friendly enough on the surface. "We are all at the same table at the very least. And I think we all want to know more about our newest... arrival."
A few others at the table chuckled. One woman with dark hair and sharp eyes smiled, but it didn't reach her gaze.
This wouldn't bode well.
Ana shook her head. "I doubt you're truly interested, Darnel. But, this is Violet. She'll be—"
"Training with us?" Darnel interrupted, his eyebrows raising in what looked like genuine surprise. "Really?" He glanced at the others before eyeing me. "But you're an omega, aren't you?"
I opened my mouth to respond, but someone else cut in.
