ICE- The Alpha’s Unwanted OMEGA
I didn't let my eyes scan the bleachers for any specific face, yet I could feel a heavy, predatory pair of eyes tracking my every breath with absolute focus.
I let my eyelids flutter shut, sinking deep into the rhythm of the performance.
Moments later, the stage rigging hummed to life, and a sudden, shimmering cascade of crystalline ice-petals began to drift from the rafters like a freak indoor blizzard. The crowd erupted into a chaotic, thunderous howl of approval. I opened my eyes, my lashes dusted with the faux frost. My expression was one of total shock as the petals swirled in front of my vision. No one from the Winter Solstice committee had mentioned a choreographed ice-shower for my s
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