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Penulis: Leo
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KYRA 

I walked around the palace surroundings, bristling with anger and embarrassment until it was dark.

I entered the ridiculous big palace, searching for my room, and after about an hour of searching, I gave up.

Neither the guards nor the servants were helpful. 

I crashed into the first room I saw, promising myself I was just going to spend the night and search for my room tomorrow when I found the warden.

Fortunately for me, the room was a furnished room which didn't come as a surprise due to how wealthy the Alpha king was.

I took off my clothes tiredly and dragged my feet to the bathroom. I needed a good shower to calm my nerves. 

Halfway through my bath, I heard the door open and close, the sound of heavy footstep coming towards me.

I froze for a second, then frantically searched the bathroom with my eyes, looking for anything that could be used as a weapon. 

Before I could blink, the bathroom door was thrown open, and a six foot five demigod was staring down at me with cold questioning eyes. 

My brain went blank as I just stared at him, mesmerized by his beauty.

He had well-defined cheekbones, blue piercing eyes and a permanent scowl that looked so out of place on his face.

"What the hell are you doing in my room?!" The demigod growled. 

That jolted me back to reality. 

I slapped a hand over my breasts and my pubic area.

"What kind of pervert enters a girl's room and opens the bathroom door."

"Get out." He snapped, his voice deep and hoarse.

"I got here first." I retorted back, "I picked this room."

He paused, his eyes darkening.

He ran his gaze through my body either in disgust or disdain, I couldn't tell, but he was definitely angry.

Good, because I was angry too.

"Get out of here, else I'll be making a report to the Alpha King, let him know about the perverts he has working in his palace. Tell me, how many times have you 'accidentally' walked in on a lady in the shower."

"Who are you?" He asked slowly and calmly, causing the hair on my body to stand. 

I glared at him, "Why a—"

A gasp left my lips. 

My wolf just stirred for the first time. 

"Hey?" I called eagerly, waiting for a response. 

"Mate...." my wolf purred happily.

I dragged my eyes back to the intruder still by the door, glaring down at me like he wanted to torture me and watch me writh in fear.

I shook the dread crawling up my spine and grabbed a robe from the hanger, wrapping it around my body. 

"Mate..." my wolf purred again, as if waiting for some sort of acknowledgment. 

"Mate?" I voiced out, staring at the man.

"You're an omega." He commented, his eyes flashing with rage.

"Yes.... I—"

"You're nothing but just a regular Omega." He commented again, giving me a once-over.

"Why are you angry about that. I didn't ask to be an Omega. If you are going to reject me, let's get on with it. I didn't come here for you anyway, and I wouldn't want a pervert for a mate."

"Get out!" He growled.

My wolf whimpered, shutting me out instantly. 

I grabbed my clothes from the floor and ran out, my heart thundering in my chest. 

What the actual heck was that?!

I didn't even catch his name. How am I supposed to make a complaint now?

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