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comes a strong distraction, Alpha Andrews sister, the humblest person she’d ever seen. “yes what’s up?” Charlie asked her hand constantly on her backpack. “I saw you ogling that wierdo” Charlie looks at her, her stare making Camilla cringe, and move few steps backward. “I don’t think he is a wierdo” she dismisses Camilla’s words. “yeah whatever” Immediately they both come out and get hit by the sun, they squint, the immediate effect of the sun making them cover their eyes with their hands. “urggh I hate the sun” says Camilla, her perfectly manicured fingers making a circular movement around her stomach.

“There is one thing, Alpha Kane. Julia was not alone like I mentioned earlier; her friend Cesay might have something to tell us.” I shot him a look, but he nodded encouragingly, flipping open the folder he had slammed down earlier. “We also have access to search the street cameras. Probably spot the plate number of the cars. My chest tightened, hope flaring to life despite myself. “And you’re just telling me this now?” Leo held up a hand. “ get you. I did not want to get your hopes up; I was hoping to check it out before anything else to avoid disappointment. “It’s better than nothing,” I said, already grabbing my jacket.

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"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

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