search for darts. I pluck out the remaining three. When I look up at his face, his eyes are slitted, but he sees me. He’s got a drunk little smile strung between his lips that I don’t like at all. “Good Omega.” “F-f-f-fuck you,” I whisper, but my heart picks up its pace and I feel stronger than I did just a second before. “Are yyyyyou on d-d-d-drugs?” He snickers at that and he’s so lazy and docile he almost looks…sweet. It’s revolting. What the fuck is going on? What the hell is in those darts and can I get some?
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