The Omega Who Rejected Her Alpha

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fe felt cold a

e pale, thin skin of my wrist. A sharp, stinging pain followed as

my ribs, a frantic bird

green paste of ground herbs. I quickly stirred the mixture with a wooden spoon, my

smell of the herbs, filling the stuffy room. It was the smell

he bowl to the bed where he lay. Alpha Grayso

d left by a silver dagger. It pulsed with a dark energy

It was still warm. I pressed my hand agai

hrink, the raw flesh knitting itself together at a speed that defied nature. I could feel my life force

My knees buckled. I threw out a hand, my palm slapping against the hard wood

ed myself, his f

eyes sna

now they were clouded with confusion. His gaze darted aro

ition

features into something ugly. He had no idea what I had just done for him-no one had ever explained the true nature o

ped, his voic

. It caught me square in the shoulder, the impact echoing through my bones.

head cracked against the leg of the heavy wooden wardr

an escape

avage tug. Blood trickled from the puncture wound, but he didn't seem to no

ysical blow. His chest heaved as he fought to steady his breathing. When he spoke

will never accept a conniving Omega like you as my

e, the heavy double doors

worry, lit up with ecstatic relief when she saw her so

toward me, her eyes narrowing into slits of pure malice. She saw me on the floo

dripping with venom. "You bro

und her ankles. Her hand rose, poised to strike.

y bleeding wrist, wrapped in a now-soaked bandage, took th

torrent of abuse. I was a jinx, a bad omen, a parasi

uards," he commanded, his voice ringing with the absolute authorit

stormed into the room, each grabbing one of my arms. Their

room, my worn boots scraping against the polished marble, l