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... ow could I forget?
My birthday coincided with the day the goddess’s handiwork was remembered and appreciated, and also the day that had heralded my bullying episodes in the pack.
It was supposed to be a day of light, of gratitude, of celebration. Instead, it was a scar. My scar. It was the day, on my sixteenth birthday, that I had been marked an outcast in the pack—a less than an outcast, worse than an omega.
The thought landed in my chest with the weight of a stone, and ...
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