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, Dawn corrected “I don’t think I could ever forgive them for what they did” “I don’t blame you”, Lena said. She’d be the exact same way if she was in Dawn’s shoes. The twenty one year old continued painting her nails while Dawn selected a colour for her own fingers and toes. “You know that colour really does suit you”, she remarked, shaking the bottle of metallic burnt orange. “Thanks”, Lena said, dipping the brush back into the bottle so she could finish off her left hand “see you’ve gone for the orange”. “Yeah, thought I would try something a little different”, Dawn explained. Whenever she had done her nails, it was either black or dark purple. She just started to unscrew the bottle when

“Don’t stop now. Every drop is a kiss from your favorite brother.” The moment the last marroon glimmer disappeared from the glass, Asher let out a trembling exhale. His eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed with the pleasure of his success. Zane, the fucking golden bastard of the West family was seconds away from becoming the thing he loathed the most. An Omega. The Dezone-Vita, according to the research papers would charge so fast and fucking hard, Zane wouldn’t even know what hit him. He had no fucking idea that in a matter of minutes, his body would betray him, begging to be fucked. That ironclad jaw and sharp eyes reduced to whimpers and fucking omega need.

"welcome to our 49th commodity, a bitchy girl who just got out of prison and couldn't wait to come sell her body!!!" "What the fuck did you say?!!!! " Zona stormed out trying to get up to get up to slap the man who with a mask on his face next to her who's jerking the cover off the cage, instead, she was slammed against the top of the cage, with legs splayed wide open as she falls back to a sitting position on the floor. The crowd's cheering pauses for a moment, then it erupts into more intense cheers. "Look at that! That bitch doesn't seem to be wearing any panties! "

he extends his palm out for me to see from my bedroom. “Five-star bro, the enemy pack came with a bad Toyota with four omegas, two who are warriors, but that’s not the messed up part.” Jona walked towards where we were then added with a growl. “There were two omega girls” he extends two fingers at me. At the same time, I finish putting the pillows in their cases, “Really beaten, one has a neck brace with a hand cast on her arm, and the other girl was knocked out of her consciousness like Who the fuck does that to two girls? And omega girls ass hole can’t keep his hands to himself,” I growled at what he said. It’s bad enough they arrived individually, but in that state?

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

In Zack's mind, there was no longer room for belittling or discriminating, especially against omegas. He imagined a more positive shift in civilization, where everyone was valued based on their character and contributions, not their position in the social hierarchy. Zack wanted to abolish long-standing traditions—traditions that often led to hazing and mistreatment of those deemed weak. Instead, he wished to introduce a more liberal and open system, where everyone had the opportunity to grow and voice their opinions.

“Who’s this lovely woman?” The woman’s confident smile faltered when she looked at me, but she managed to say. “Diane- my name is Diane Black water.” Black water was a pack east of here, there were well known for their beauty and the woman standing in front of me blinded me with her pack’s strength. She was also and Omega who was releasing pheromones to ease my wolf. “It’s nice to see you Diane. My name is Tia Moon, I am the mate of this handsome man here.”

But it was very handy. Andrew? I opened our mind link. Em? How are you? He answered immediately. Good, better already. Where are you? West border. He said. Pack stuff. Is it rogues again? I asked, slightly concerned. Yes. He said. But don’t worry. It is under control. Okay. Be careful. I will, Em. Eat something. We will be home soon. He said and closed our link. I sighed and carefully got out of bed. I walked to my bathroom and did my morning business. I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower.

"Wow. How old are you?" "I'm eighteen." I replied. "I should have known." He murmured, and I turned on the horse to look at him. "What do you mean, you should have known?" I asked. He looked down at me, and our eyes met. Our eyes had met several times in this very long night, but this time it was stronger, more synergic than other times. His electric blue eyes seemed to capture my stormy grey ones and hold on to it, and I could feel myself almost melting in his gaze.

They had the cure I needed. “What? Are you trying to say a feared Pack like ours to lay down and beg them to stall the war? Are you cognizant of what you utter master Damon? Are you aware that never in the record of our epoch has it been said that we ever relinquished.” Neto said in tumult. “There is a first time for everything, are you saying we should go to war with the only hope that we have of getting treatment for my dad? You know completely well they are the only ones who possess that plant and you want us to oppose them?” I questioned the sanity of all the officials.