“Don’t touch my omega,” Otto hissed. He turned to punch Ric; Ric grimaced and turned tail, abandoning his friend. “He’s just fat,” JC spat from the ground. Caulin cringed. “Don’t listen to him!”
I think this exerpt perfectly encapsulates the whole damn thing. not in a plot way (that too), but like, the static noise going on in what's left of my brain when I see a five star review for this absolute piece of work
