Thaddeus’ POV
His concern drops instantly, making me realize that there is something terribly wrong. He shakes his head, a soft, but somber, chuckle passes his thin lips. His hazel eyes connect with my crimson ones, a gleam of pity flashing in them.
“I know of Rosette,” he tells me. “Poor girl, her own parents were used as shields by their own Alpha and Beta during a Rogue attack when the girl was ten. Ever since then, she has been used as the pack slave, instead of being an Omega.” I nod along with what he is telling me, knowing that there is more to it. “As you know, Omegas are meant to be the heart of the packs, but her pack, the Black Moon pack, does not think that way. It started under the previous Alpha, Alpha Daniel Powell’s father, and it has become part of the pack’s ways to mistreat and abuse their Omegas. Rosette Kline’s the only Omega in the pack.”