PRETENDER: Alpha's Forbidden Omega

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felt the change. She si

ge rattled

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he illusion was holding. The forged sigils burned faintly on the c

linked and s

cut, plain but noble enough. Her shoulders still ached from the bindin

ed herself. "Of the long-lost Eastern Dra

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down to the entranc

sed in a long obsidian coat and big

student guards. Young

her ghostly companies went

clipped and scrutinized the you

stepped out onto the cobbled path

carefully. "Draven line

yes narrowed. Then she checked the ledger in her han

e said slowly. "Tha

peak little," Elowyn replied,

gave a f

ith an active Senior Alpha in trai

ard and the entranc

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r with a clang that soun

one. Towering walls. Students moved in groups, talkin

her - most jus

ere and there and that was enough to give Elow

of eyes linge

e looked maybe 19, 20. Tousled hair. Pale skin. Pierci

gaze for one

way like he

told her he no

notices a rip

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ed to another door that had her name written at the to

d placed her things on

let it

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