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The shovel awkwardly sticks out of the hastily formed hill of dirt beside me, and Mom lies at the bottom of the ragged hole at my feet, wrapped in her bedsheet, waiting to be buried.
Say what now??!
Omegas, regardless of whether they grow up in the territories or in the city, are basically all the same: cherished and protected within an inch of their lives, trained to believe they’re crucial to pack survival. Personal experience has shown ones raised by alphas are by far the most indulged. From my run-ins with them, omegas seem like fancy little toys. Fun, but fussy, and ultimately, a lot of fucking work.
change brings complication. Vulnerability. Permanence.
Sex is like food. It can be beautiful, it can be messy, it can be boring, it can be anything. It’s not good by itself or bad by itself.”
“Only cowards use religion to shame others for something that’s just natural.”
Top button undone, Mal’s zipper is being held up by wishes and prayers.
Lmaoooo
as Hayes turns me around to straddle his thighs. “I can feel your fear, sweetness. Let it go. I’m your knife now. You chose me when you gave me your gorgeous little bite. Anyone who dares hurt you won’t live long enough to regret it, starting with the alphas who tried to take you from us. Tell me whose hand left those bruises and which fingers stroked what wasn’t theirs to touch. Let your knife slice them off one by one and present them to you.”
“I love your choice of tie, Ava.” He hooks a finger under my makeshift belt and tugs me closer. “It’s getting a little loose, though. Next time, let me knot you.”
Last night, Aiden I-don’t-even-know-what-a-therapist-is Masterson used his hands, cock, and tongue to angrily beg for what his mouth can’t ask for.
“You get to have your feelings. Even if they’re ugly and loud, they’ll never be too much.”
“You call yourself a detective?” I skim my mouth along his jaw. “Who said only one alpha in this pack wants you?”
Hayesssss whew
Mal’s the head. He organizes everything, ties everyone together. He’s the good and faithful leader, the maker of tough decisions.
Hayes is the grandmaster of manipulation, keeping everyone else’s boot off our collective necks. Me?
I fix what Mal can’t bend to his will and Hayes can’t talk his way out of. All those messy problems come to me...
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"No one enjoys being managed, especially girls who've been forced to eat their feelings their whole life, no matter how shitty the situation."
In my limited experience, omegas tend toward the demonstrative, following their emotional whims wherever they lead. Not our girl. Our little omega fought her nature to survive, and while I’m damned proud of her for protecting herself, this survival strategy is suffocating her. We need to show her she doesn’t need to hide anymore.
