+ MedoraMy mother squeezed my fingers. Fake tears pooled in her eyes, threatening to spill over her lined cheeks.I let her hold my hands. I allowed her to pretend I wasn't furious. I pasted a fragile, nervous smile on my face. I pretended I was still the old Medora. I acted like the quiet, submissive girl they knew back home. The broken Omega who always stared at the dirt and never spoke out of turn."Oh, my sweet girl," my mother cried softly, dabbing at her eyes with a lace handkerchief. "We missed you so much. The pack house is so empty without you. Your father and I just want you to come back and visit us soon."I kept my head down. I let her ramble about family and fake loyalty. It was all lies. She never cared when I lived under her roof. She let them starve me.That’s how the party started in full swing. The Lyke brothers praised me for a work well done, before my family skimmed me away.I was confused about what their purpose was until I saw my sister walking towards the Lyk
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