BRYCE
A week after my heat, and I was still trying to pretend things could go back to normal, but I was wrong because they couldn't. Everyone stared the moment I walked in, and conversations stopped. Everywhere I walked past, eyes followed me across the quad, down the hallways, and into the classrooms. The murmur wouldn't stop, no matter what.
"Sloane Pierce's Omega."
The slutty Omega, always begging for her attention."
"Did she claim him?"
"I heard they were together for three fucking days. Definitely, he must have claimed her."
The whispers were everywhere, and I couldn't escape from them. They kept getting worse and worse, and I felt like disappearing, but I couldn't because it would feel like I was giving in to the rumours.
I thought ignoring the rumours would save my ass, but I was wrong. I was walking to the library after my afternoon class when they blocked my path. Five Alphas, Blake Morrison at the front, her arms crossed and her expression cold towards me.
