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Rules

Author: Billiejo Priestley
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-18 22:31:20

Dagen POV

In my defence, the Omega was about to kill Veyra, and we do have rules. Ones that explicitly state that no Omega is allowed to hurt another unless it's during a trial or ordered.

It's our job. They should know that by now. I stand and shift back, and stand facing them. Not caring that I'm naked, or that my body is covered in the Omega's blood.

"The rules clearly stated you do not fight among yourselves outside of trials and without your approval." I look between them. "Anyone doing that, regardless of who their target is, will die."

There are whispers, like they think it's a lie, but it isn't.

"The fact we claimed her makes no difference," Rael snaps. "The trial will go on, she will still take part, and she won't have any extra benefits."

One of the Omegas looks at us. "So we can kill her during trials? You won't stop us?" Her glare is hard, and I fight back the growl.

"You can do as you wish during the trials." Vane stands up and looks at them. "If you think you can k
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