He Broke the Omega: The White Wolf's Revenge

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to be a

nt the wind. My grandmother told me I had the "

hold a glass of water. The nerve da

e boat. I just had to survive forty-eight

ed us nutrient paste that tasted like wet cardbo

crystal chandelier was lit, casting a war

My older sister, Giuliana. And in the center, si

r hair shiny. For someone with a "cracked sp

s looked slightly glassy, pupils dilat

room. The laught

ed her nose. "Wh

c and rust," Giuliana sne

the Silver Prison. I

" I said, my

father said, not looking me in the eye. "Eat it in yo

You're back! I'm so sorry I couldn't visit. The doctors sa

fine,"

oying scent filled the room. It was pheromones. She was

biological instinct of an Alpha to

whimpered. "I'm too w

ho could crush a skull with one hand, picked up a grap

ripped thro

the Mat

ction in my biology. My inner wolf, who had been comatose f

she aske

old her.

ing. He felt it too. The pull. The magne

ring rags-and then he looked at Chiara. He blinked

ring the feeling, and t

eave. I could

mother snapped. "Show so

t by not vomiting on

in the Ancient Tongue, the old language of the first lyca

she hissed. *Soulle

t know the high dialect. They thought I wa

I turned ar

the eye. The air around me

perfect, fluent Ancient Tongue. *The blo

her dropped his fork. Dante fro

s and scholars. An Omega shouldn't know it. An Omega s

action. I walked out the f

th birthday. The day

had rem

and bright. I looked up at it, and for the first tim

e. It was the heat of somet

't just whine this