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He spoke. “Yes, I did.” I corrected him if I had read it correctly. “It says that the omega will always be a remnant, a pawn to fill up the herd and cause a mob. But not always will such a weak person be born because fate was not quite so generous to them. I told you, I read it and I do not understand anything.” “You said it exactly, not always someone is born so weak.” He said and repeated the sentence. “Now look for the answer to this doubt.”

I responded with a glare. The shorter staff cleared his throat. "If you'll both kindly show us your key cards, we can straighten this out." "gladly," I huffed, shoving mine forward. Mr. Smug did the same, sliding his out with infuriating calm. the staff scanned both cards, their brows furrowing. My stomach churned. Finally, the shorter one looked up nervously. "There's been a double booking. Both of you are registered to this suite." I blinked. "You've got to be kidding me."

- C XOXO 📝 Caleb Draven

The quiet in Jace’s cabin felt suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket. My mind churned, replaying every word he had said, trying to make sense of the impossible. My breath was uneven, my pulse still racing from the weight of the truth. **Omega.**

"Luca, Your turn" Luca gets up and draws a card. "Ready Tom, this is an easy one". Tom nods and he starts drawing. "Uhm a ring ... circle or something and a ... what's that ? A bump ?" Tom looks utterly confused and Luca shakes his head. Lumi of course is giggling mercilessly, which seems to frustrate Luca even more and he tabs the pen inside the circle. Tom is shaking his head, his tongue poking out wetting his lip repeatedly. "Hmm oval ? The letter O ? Zero ? Planet ? Hula Hoop ?" Every answer makes Luca shakes his head and tab harder. "Fuck Luca, I can't see it".

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"Oh no" *************

Under the covers. With them. 🩸

The dress shirt was so tight around his biceps I wondered how he didn’t just split them any time he bent his arm at the elbow. He gave me another friendly smile and led me down the stairs and behind the kitchen to another door which led to the basement stairs. He flicked on the lights, and I followed him into the finished underground level. There was a mini bar and lounge set up, with leather couches and a large-screen TV mounted on the wall. In the opposite direction was a glass-walled home gym. There was a variety of equipment inside, including a treadmill, stationary bike, and rowing machine, as well as a variety of free weights.

Now they no longer looked down on Emily because the truth was that Emily was not an omega. The end.