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Back then, I was trembling so hard that I nearly dropped the pot. The Alpha’s quarters were vast and silent, filled with the heavy scent of pine and dominance. Every time I stepped inside, my body tensed like I was walking into a lion’s den. But I was desperate.
I needed him to see me not as another faceless omega, not as someone he could strangle at will, but as a person. As Ellie.
So that morning, I had stood by the small stove, carefully stirring the ...
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