The Two Alpha and Me
There was no hiding the red, viscous liquid that coated the machines, blood, some dried and some fresh.
In the middle of the room was Jones, standing over a large drain, watching what looked like a mixture of blood and siding soap swirl at his feet. Ammy hesitated on her next step and Damon snarled at her to keep moving, tightening the grip he had on the back of the omega's neck. A push made her stumble and Ammy fell to his knees at the edge of the drain, the blood and soap lapping at her pants. She swallowed and raised her head, meeting her father's eyes defiantly. Jones stared at her for a moment, his face blank, eyes dead before he smirked and jerked his head at Damon. When Damon didn't m
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