Chapter 105

Della’s POV

The omegas approached.

They stood in their fighting stance. Their knees were bent a bit. Some of them had their hands in a fist and a punching stance, while there were others whose one arm was in front of them and the other was on their pack with their claws fully elongated.

I looked at them with boredom. There were about a dozen of them, all of whom had smirks on their lips.

“Come on, just do what Ms. Abigail wants before we beat you into a pulp.”

Another looked at the first omega who spoke and joined in, “Do we all even need to be here? For a weakling to be like her, I think one is more than enough.”

“Yes, I can kill her with a snap of a finger.”

They all simultaneously laughed, thinking they were all that.

Raising my eyebrow, I gave out a genuine laugh. How could I not? They really thought they could outstand me.