Ezra
"Wait."
Allen's voice cut through the room.
The guards stopped immediately.
Allen sat up slowly, and tried to steady himself as he stood up. His eyes landed on my face and I had never felt so scared and hopeful my entire life.
What if he remembers me? What if he doesn't? What becomes of me if he doesn't remember who I am?
These thoughts plagued my mind with every step he took towards me.
When he finally got to where I was, he stared at me like he was trying to pull something out of his memory.
"It's me. Ezra. Please remember. Allen, it's your Ezra," I cried out desperately.
Xenon clicked his tongue.
"There's no need to stand so close to him," he said. "He's a filthy omega. He's guilty of treason and attempted murder."
William stepped forward and crossed his arms.
"For once, I agree with Xenon," he said. "Ever since this omega appeared, everything has gone wrong. The boldness he has to even refer to you by your name. Absolutely no fear whatsoever."
