I chuckled and rubbed my hand over my forehead at what had just unfolded. Jess had recoiled like a startled snake, shrinking in on herself under the quiet dominance radiating off the Alpha's daughter. Then both of them turned and looked directly at me, and I realised I had been sitting there laughing alone like a complete oddity.
I cleared my throat and offered them a tight, polite smile.
"Something funny, Omega?" Jess snarled.
My eyebrow lifted slowly. "You tell me."
She sneered but did not bite back, her ego visibly bruised. Ever since the day I had properly stood up to her, something in her behaviour had shifted in a way she could not seem to control. Whenever she snapped at me her wolf would quietly dip its head, the smell of submission leaking through her aura without her permission. Cel found it deeply satisfying every single time.
