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CHAPTER 74: HOPELESS FREYA

FREYA'S POV:

“Fuck you, ASSHOLE!” I yell out just as he slams the door shut.

My sudden outburst puts a heavy strain on my bruised belly.

The muscle throbs more painfully, and I wince, biting down at my lower lip.

That’s right, I had forgotten that was there.

Right now, I fucking hate Lucas.

I get he has some deep psychological issues and clearly has problems with dealing with his emotions, but aiding in kidnapping me could never be justified by whatever bullshit reason he could come up with.

Nothing could ever make this okay!

Yet, as I seethe and boil, unable to take out my rage on the wall or the bed or that table due to my injury — I’m unable to do shit.

I can’t even escape right now even if I came up with something.

I’m sure the last two ribs on my side are cracked, if not broken. That brute had gone full strength on me, probably assuming I was a real Alpha female that could withstand that much damage perfectly.

If only I really was born Alpha, or anything way better than an omeg
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