HAZEL
She made a sound that was almost a scoff. "You already have a taste of what happens when you step outside the norm here. It is much worse for us. I cannot let that happen to me."
"Good," I said.
She blinked. "Good?"
"Good," I said again. I stepped toward the bathroom.
But she went on. "You aren't secured yet either, So keep your plotting to a minimum."
Two Omegas came in behind her with luggage stacked between them. I paused at the bathroom doorway.
"I'll be in the shower," I said, ignoring her talk about plotting. "Find me something nice. Preferably Blue. Something that shines with innocence."
"A specific color to pull a specific reaction," Delta said flatly. "You only do that when you are plotting. I don't think you should be—"
I walked back to her. I stopped close enough that she had to look up slightly to meet my eyes. I leaned in until my mouth was at her ear.
