It had been half a century since Lord Cadogan had risen as alpha, and for five decades he'd neglected to select an omega to breed and bear his heir. The rumor I'd heard whispered plenty was that our alpha would not choose an omega with another dragon's scent on her. In this—as in many things, according to my father—Lord Cadogan was unlike his father before him. Our previous alpha had gleefully chosen an eligible omega girl of the gentry at nearly every selection. Lord Cadogan's own mother had only put a stop to the practice by very stubbornly refusing to die in childbirth, delivering her alpha
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