Chapter 43

Eileen’s POV

"Welcome, Chief Eileen," the instructor said, but I shot him a scathing glance.

"What's with the pleasant greeting?" I snapped. "Is this a joke? Now, of all times?"

My anger boiled over. "You stand by, watching this Omega disrespect my brother, and you dare greet me?"

The instructor's smile faltered. "I—I meant no offense, Chief," he stammered.

"Save it," I growled. "Explain why Sibel and Charles remain in this camp despite my expelling order."

The instructor swallowed hard, trying to collect himself.

I raised my hand, silencing him. "Don't bother," I snapped.

He hesitated, understanding the warning. "Why are you speechless?" I taunted. "Can't defend your incompetence?"

"Sorry, Chief," he stammered.

"Stop apologizing!" I barked. "Your apologies are empty."

"You're a waste of space," I spat. "Incompetent and useless."

"Why can't you do your job? Letting Omegas infiltrate this camp? Unacceptable!"