Chapter Forty

　　AMALA 　　My cheeks turned bright red after being caught not only eavesdropping on other wolves but also checking him out like he was some kind of rare fine specimen. 　　That is, he is truly a sight to see. 　　Yet, he doesn’t beat around the bush as he says, “I’m Damien, one of the Omegas here, it is an honor to be graced by your presence, Future Luna." 　　"O-omega?" Startled, I examined him once more. "Are you sure you are an Omega?" 　　According to my lessons, wolves' rank and prestige define their looks…well, mostly about their beauty. So, it is hard to believe with those looks, he should be more of an Alpha! 　　"Ah, I get that a lot but I was born from a normal omega gardener and a female human. That's where I got her looks from. You heard them calling me a hybrid, right?" 　　"Ah…right." The heat on my cheeks hasn't faded away as I keep embarrassing myself to this stranger. "My name is Amala Gaines, soon-to-be Luna. Err…Shouldn't be here? I mean this place is off-limits." 　　"Oh, that?" H