The Cursed Omega
“But keep up the good work though.”
Terran took in a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. “Vixxen?”
“Yes Alpha?”
“Shut up.”
Vixxen pretended to zip his lips shut, but he looked so pleased with himself.
I groaned, covering my face. Could the ground swallow me whole? Please?
Terran looked at me, but I could notice his ears turning red.
“I will leave you to continue your sparring,” he said.
“No problem.”
He turned and walked away, but not before muttering something to Vixxen as he passed him. I noticed Vixxen’s expression changed a bit but went back to normal. What did Terran tell him?
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