Early in the morning, Zoe Pierce arrived at the clinic specializing in Omega checkups, accompanied by several people.
Councilor Rhodes wasn't there today. In her place was an Omega whom they didn't recognize.
Upon seeing Zoe Pierce and her group, the Omega's eyes lit up with delight.
She walked over. "I'm Yvonne Hughes. I'll be in charge of recording your checkup today."
She didn't look much older than Zoe Pierce and her companions.
Before long, she was chatting comfortably with them. "It's just a formality. We'll be done in two hours."
"Could you guys give me an autograph later?" She giggled. "And a photo? Then I'll have something to brag about."
This was a refreshing change. Ever since Nathan Lockwood's outburst at school, most Alphas had been too embarrassed to crowd around Zoe Pierce like they used to.
Plus, Zoe Pierce always left right after her classes and rarely lingered on campus, so she had been enjoying a relatively normal life lately.
