Alpha's regret: Omega's second chance
A deep voice spoke, and I froze.
I turned my face to the side to see a man, staring out the window, his back to me. He was tall, blonde hair brushed back, and long sleeve shirt that hugged his body tightly. But what caught my attention was his physique— he looked oddly familiar, even though his voice was not.
"Who are you?" I managed to ask. "How long have you been here? Why am I drugged?"
I heard him laugh, and the sound send chills down my spine. "How many questions do you have for me, sweetheart?" Now he turned sideways. "If you must know, I am Alastor."
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