Dear Omega,
You outdid yourself tonight with the food, you even made the guests and a few other people praise your chicken soup and it annoyed the hell outta me because they were fussing over you like a top celebrity chef.
The guests will leave soon and I always have my eyes on you but I'll give you a breather tonight. Better have nightmares and pray you don't die from my beating tomorrow. It will be another week of hell for you and fun for me.
With hate from your future Alpha.