Birthmark

••• Aleena’s POV ••• “Ouccchhhh” I yelled as Kyson left the room. To pretend that I wasn't in pain was excruciating in itself, but I wanted to show Kyson that even though I was human-like, I could be strong too. It seemed ironic how I hated him yet somehow wanted him and Night to be proud of me. I didn't know what was wrong with me to want an enemy to like me. It seemed like there was a pull toward him. And when Kyson told me that I did well, I felt over the moon. Maybe I was starting to like him, or at least Night, if not Kyson. Could it be because he helped me during my heat and I helped him during his rut that I felt this way? I heaved out a sigh. There was no point thinking about it, I’d just see how he’d treat me. If he treated me well, I’d treat him well too. “Miss Aleena, I’m here to help you clean your body.” An Omega entered my room with a basin of water and wiping clothes. She began cleaning my face and body, except for the broken arm, and I kept grimacing. I knew the extent