The Rejected Omega Is Actually The Lycan Princess

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d, Connor kicks you out of the pack house.

rtender handed me the steaming glass on a tray

s dimmer here, lined with plush velvet curtains

er table. She was leaning against the wal

"Connor deserves a real wolf. A Luna who can give

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around her, but she was quick. She

ed out, her voic

catch herself, but to stri

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sticky liquid splashed over the rim. It

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te, blinding

led it-the metallic, sulfurous scent of liquid silver con

it stops the healing process. I

from my skin. My flesh bubbled and hissed. My inner

ting a manicured finger at me. "She attacked

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odile tears. "I told her I didn't want her serv

orehead. "She... she hit the tray. It

ing by the second. He could smell the burning flesh. He knew. Any

ho was holding the "Blood O

ck to me, hi

You clumsy, vindictive Omega. You're luck

ispered, the pain

e ice on it. And stay out of s

tled in my chest, heavy and cold,

d up, cradling my mangled hand, and

-the scent of winter storms and ozone-leaked out just a fraction.

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