Pregnant For The Cursed Alpha
It was Mimi, the notorious bully who had tormented me since I first set foot with the omegas.
She stood there, arrogance etched on her face, surrounded by a group of warriors who seemed to be plotting something. The tension in the air was palpable, as if the very earth held its breath, waiting for what was to come.
The warriors circled Mimi, their expressions cold and unyielding. Their eyes spoke of a shared purpose, a determination to right the wrongs that had been committed. I strained to hear their hushed whispers, catching fragments of phrases such as "disrespect," "abuse of power," and "retribution." It became clear that Mimi's reign of terror was about to come to an end.
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