Pregnant And Rejected Omega
One of the boys steps forward, his eyes glowing, and Harlyn reaches for him and misses.
I move and kneel in front of him as he moves to attack Diandra, his hands grip my shoulders, and I hold in the scream, shit. Okay, they aren’t lying.
“Thorin, darling, don’t please.” Harlyn pleads with him, but his eyes are set on Diandra. My hands hold him as his nails somehow dig in deeper.
“Son, are you okay?” My dad moves towards me, his eyes widening, and I raise my hand.
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