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Every week he brings in new chicks for his own pleasure, fucking them like his life depends on it and has never kept a serious relationship, reasons known only to him. I have to admit I’m proud of him for that, but I’m not sure he’ll keep that promise. As we walked toward our dorm, we spotted a familiar figure, Jenny approaching us with a smile. "Jeez... This bitch again," Owen muttered under his breath as she opened her arms wide and wrapped them around his neck. He didn’t return the gesture by wrapping his hands round her waist or even smile. "Hey babe, I missed you! You wouldn't have left me at the training center like that," she pouted as he slowly pulled her hands from his neck.

But no one came to help her. "Grandma? That oldie has gone somewhere." Maverick said. He whispered in her ear. "The truth is I sent that old woman somewhere. My father is also not at home. You saw my mom went to her room. So no one can disturb us now." Delilah made a disgusting face when she felt his breath in her ear. She tried to break his hold from her waist. But he was an Alpha. His strength was much bigger than her Omega strength. "Do you want to know what I will do with you?"

“Then fucking try it.” Owen laughs so hard he nearly spills his whiskey. “Relax. Relax. I’m just saying, since she doesn’t want you—” “I’ll chain her down before I let you try anything.” He stops laughing long enough to stare at me, then he nods dramatically and fakes a shiver. “Ouch. That’s really more like Reign Conner. Jeez. Who the fuck thinks of chaining their mate?” “Someone who’s losing his mind,” I mutter under my breath, though I’m not sure if he hears.

“It was a prank. Someone who hates the family.” “But it seemed so real enough,” presses the brother. “Photoshopped,” Georgina interrupts. “People are horrid. Felix is getting mated, some girls are going crazy and they see that and want to stir up drama.” “That’s not even one of our pack in the image,” Alpha Donovan comments. “Some random omega from town that someone superimposed.” Random omega. Is that what I am now? “How dreadful,” Rebecca declares with distress. "I'm so sorry, Felix baby."

The bullet. Too much. Too fucking much. “You okay?” Camilla asked her without looking up. “I’ll live,” I muttered. “That dress says otherwise,” Camilla smirked. “But you wear it like armor. Respect.” I didn’t smile. “Who the hell are you?” “The one you has been sending you messages”, she replied. Rob answered. “This is Camilla Amato. Former Special Ops. Freelance ghost now. She used to work for the same people I did.”

It usually grounded me, but right now, it made my head spin even faster. "I am fine," I muttered, forcing my eyes to stay open. "The heat cycle suppressors always mess with my system. I just need water." "We are calling the team doctor," he said. His jaw tightened. He reached for his phone. Panic flared in my chest, sharp and cold. If the team doctor examined me, the game was over. The synthetic blockers could hide my vanilla honey Omega scent from the team, but a blood test would expose the truth instantly. They would find out I was an Omega masquerading as a Beta. Worse, they would find the real reason my body was failing.

Tomorrow's Sunday, one more day to waste before work day. *** "Tia, can I have another gelato after swimming class?" I can't believe that manipulative Owen is using his daughter to get me out of my nest. Because the next Saturday morning, when I'm still in bed, he sent another video through I*******m. I play the video two more times, laughing then smiling to see her puppy eyes. Damn it. Why do you have to be Owen Harris 2.0. I'm already weak with the original version, now he's sending his miniature?

Jayden's pitch-black eyes had a gold line right down the center of his eyeballs and it made anyone who looked at him feel paralyzed for a moment. Owen is an omega and he knows only an ultimate alpha has eyes like that. To fellow alphas, those ghastly eyes wouldn't be too scary, but to an omega, beta, and normal human, those eyes would be a nightmare for them. Ricky hit the counter, softly but hard, so that Owen could feel the vibrations. "Tell me, where is that woman?" Out of the corner of his eye, Owen saw three large visitors rise from their seats and stare at him. Owen opened a drawer under the counter and took out a key.

“Oh, you have no idea. One time, Owen and Asher got into such a big argument over a stupid video game that Asher locked Owen out of the house…” “And changed the security code!” Ian added with a laugh. Aurora gasped, her lips curving into an amused smile. “You actually did that?” She looked at Asher, who only shrugged with a smug expression. “It was necessary,” Asher said casually. “He kept cheating”. “I did not cheat!” Owen said, shaking his head. “You were just bad at the game” Aurora let out a soft laugh, the tension in her body easing bit by bit. The more they spoke, the more engrossed she became in their stories.

My Lycan mate, I am just an omega 1 My name is Yolanda Edwards, and I hail from the fierce moon pack as the youngest daughter of our omega. In the world of werewolves, omegas are seen as the weakest link, often subjected to scorn and derision for being deemed useless. It's a common refrain: "They should just go live among the humans since they have no value." As I said, I am Yolanda Edwards, a girl who has yet to awaken her wolf, navigating life in a community that looks down on me not only for my omega lineage but also for being wolf-less at 19. I am a constant target of ridicule within this pack.