Chapter 8. Obscured Reflections

After a moment, I pushed myself off the floor, my determination steadying my trembling limbs. I needed to distract myself. I was already here and there was no turning back. I needed to take my mind off the looming threat of the truth coming out. 

I opened the door, wiped my face with the back of my hand, and sniffled as I headed for the living room. It was where I had left it. 

While heading there, I met Vanessa, she was headed there too. She had some popcorn in her hand and a drink. 

She wiggled her eyes at me and then said, “Where are you heading, omega?” 

“The living room, I left a book there that I was reading,” I replied, being careful not to look into her eyes. 

“Zach and Mark are gone. They went to attend to the affairs of the pack. So you can relax, stop being so stuc