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May 26 - May 30, 2024
Why Choose means that our female main character doesn’t have to choose between her guys for her happily ever after.
I was so fucking exhausted of being scared and jumpy all the time. Omegas needed touch to survive, but I could hardly tolerate even the slightest physical contact anymore.
My body is a good body. My body doesn’t exist for the sole purpose of being thin.
Fictional men would never hurt me or think I’m too fat. Who needs real men?
Hated that I wished my face wasn’t so round… that all of me was less round.
He sighed, staying crouched down. “Sweet omega, you are a gift. Those alphas don’t deserve you. You deserve a pack that will worship the ground you walk on and gives you whatever you want and need.
Ben’s voice broke through my spiraling thoughts. “Josie, I hope you know how special we think you are, and we hope you choose us.” “We know you don’t really know us yet,” Theo added, “But we would love to get to know you more and would be honored if you chose us as your pack.” “We promise to protect and care for you,” Cam added.
Even though I didn’t know her yet, I would sacrifice everything for her.
“We’ll need to be careful and take things slow if she’s scared of alphas,” Theo said, a deep sadness permeating his voice. I would find out who had hurt her and end them. My alpha was feeling bloodthirsty and wanted revenge for our mate.
Everything in me screamed to pull my mate into the house and lock the door behind her, leaving her parents on the front porch. And then it could start pouring down rain. With lightning. A little electrocution of your enemies never hurt anyone
“You’re our mate,” he said, his voice deep and rough. “We’ll do anything for you and want you here more than anything. I’m so fucking grateful we were asked to do the interview because I would murder any other pack that got close to you.”
“Baby girl, you could lie on top of me all day, every day, and not crush me.”
I almost shouted, frantically looking around the room as if a How to Stop Fucking Things Up and Upsetting Your Omega You Dipshit manual would appear.
“You have to learn to share,” Ben said, his tone adorably sleepy. “I think fucking not,” Cam murmured into my ear.
“What are we going to do with you two?” he asked, affection suffusing his voice. “Feed us, tell us we’re pretty,”
I had gotten so used to people seeing me as weak that I had started seeing myself that way, too.
“Thank you for being angry for me.”
I just didn’t realize how hard it would be to be away from her. It’s like a part of me is missing.”
“I wish you could see yourself like I do right now. You are an angel.” His voice was a reverent whisper.
A+ dick. 10/10. Fuck, I’m such a nerd.
“I never want to hear you say you’re not attractive again. No one insults my girl, not even you. Understand?”
“You are my wildest dream made flesh,” he said. “I would wait an eternity for you, for this.”
“You’re trying to kill me with orgasms.”
“Is you holding me by the butt supposed to relax me?” I asked dryly. “Mmm, no, that’s for me. Seeing you all riled up and jealous was fucking hot,
You know you need to be punished, don’t you, baby girl? You need me to strip this dress off you, take you over my knee, and redden that sexy little ass of yours.” “No, you can’t do that.” Oh, please do that.
I trusted him to do whatever he wanted with my body because he would always put my needs first.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on while fearing for my life,”
