The warrior assisted me willingly, and I knew I needed to repay him once I cleared my name.
However, I hadn't considered how to do so, and Alpha Zion's mention of it added to the complexity of the situation. "I honestly haven't thought about it," I replied, to which he scoffed.
"Don't be naive. He will expect something in return. Even I wouldn't help you for free."
His words sent a shiver down my spine, especially the way he looked at me but I appreciated his honestly.
Indeed, he wouldn't help me without expecting something, but what could he possibly want from an omega?
"I have nothing to offer, Alpha Zion. I'm just a fatuous omega. My strength is all I can provide. Treat me like any other omega, and I promise my services will be exceptional. Let me handle the beautification and cleanliness of the pack," I pleaded earnestly.
