OMEGAS.

Chapter: 72

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The room was saturated with pheromones, not just peaceful ones but those that carried a threat to anyone who inhaled them. The message in those pheromones was clear: "Approach our Mate and face death." However, the Omegas standing at the door were unaware of this. Upon pushing the door open, they hurried inside, only to be immediately driven back by the overwhelming scent of the pheromones, which filled the room like an overused spray. The door closed behind them as they hastily retreated, breathing heavily with their backs against the door.

One of them held her head, trying to suppress a violent headache as she struggled to catch her breath. "We are so foolish!" Layla muttered, pressing both fists against the wall for support. She felt lightheaded at the thought and pressure was mounting in her temples. She wanted to rid her mouth of the bitter taste of the pheromones. "How could we forget what has been happening in that room for the past few days," she added under