The Alpha's Desire For His Abused Mate
I don't believe in fairytale.
I don't believe in happy endings too.
To me, anything that involves freedom is a myth. Love is a strange word, something I sought for ages but only got slapped back in the end by the strong fume of hatred that surrounded me.
The only thing that can end this pain is death, mine or my abuser's.
And either way, I was prepared.
~Ellen Oliver ~
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His hand roamed my body possessively, his gaze penetrating me with lust and hunger, his finger finding its way to my core. His voice, gruffly and nasal, filled my ear with a disturbing hunger.
"You are mine. Mine alone. Mine to touch, mine to keep, mine to fuck. All of you, Omega. I own all of
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