His Defiant Omega: The Lycan King's Chosen Mate

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d into my memory, the very sound

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veins, and my breath caught. Every horrific detail of my past life crashed

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soft voice. "What of the alliance? We need th

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iliation at the hands of my new family. Being sent on a deadly, suicidal mission solely for the Carter

uncontrollably. I stumbled to the vanity,

twenty years old. Wide green eyes swam with

I was alive

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to my reflection. I would never fo

laced with blatant greed and anxiety as the

ould suddenly "remember" the second Omega in t

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Slow footsteps approached, sto

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to seal my f

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ain. But I would no long

or's polished face peeked in

s your head still sore?" Her vo

this exact gentle tone-the one she'd used t

a vague grunt, playing the obliv

fy and tear-streaked. When her gaze locked on mine, ugly

y. Good. The fool who can ta

g voice rang out from the hallway. "Clean yourself up. Com

scheme to secure their power. For me, it was the start of

lse reassuring smile an

d once been was gone for good. Fear had vanished ent

as gone, but the agony of being torn apart an

inder. I would show

oset, ready to don my armor

dresses I'd once worn blindly. Instead, I pu

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