EVRENThe cold seeping through Evren’s tattered clothes from the damp floor woke him up before the pain did.For one disoriented second, Evren lay still beneath the small, worn-out fur thrown over his body, staring at the warped wooden ceiling of the omegas' quarters while dawn crept through the cracks in the beaten-down walls.Ache spread slowly through his body as he shifted, his ribs throbbing from the beating he received yesterday. Deep bruises marked his sides, and the sharp sting across his palms reminded him of the timber he had painstakingly hauled in the pouring rain a few days ago.Evren snapped his eyes shut. If he remained quiet long enough, sometimes he could pretend he was somewhere else. Not here in this pack, not in this filthy room tucked behind the kitchen where he slept beside sacks of grains and hunting dogs.It was his hiding place, his escape away from the hands that wanted nothing more than to shove him down and force him to eat dirt. Sleeping in the main dorm r
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