Chapter 11

“Layla, did you see that? You aren’t bad for an Omega,” the male applauded.

“Now, you must be feeling proud. Do you want us to kneel and say sorry?” the girl named Layla asked.

“No, I think this Omega should do it,” said the male.

“Cameron, let’s not be cruel to her. We should play with her and make her feel special. So she knows her correct place,” suggested the other female.

Pamela growled and wanted to run out of the place but a whip caught her leg and dragged her back.

“Omega, you shouldn’t shy away from big matters. We want to make you feel ‘special’. Running away from us like we’re some plague; isn’t that being ungrateful and insulting?” Cameron asked with a chuckle.

Pamela transformed into Lavana’s human form. Her right hand was burnt and was healing slowly. Injuries of different sizes decorated her body from head to toe.

“I’m gonna kill you!” she growled with her canines still elongated.

“Hahaha!” the teens were amused.

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