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The More than a Mere Omega; Gail

I’ve never been so scared in my life. Not even when I was younger, back in my old pack when our alpha bullied my parents. At fifteen, I might have been innocent then in the ways of men but I knew what a proposition looked and sounded like and our alpha wanted my dad- in that way- and threatened my mother as well, in hopes to bring my dad around into his way of thinking.

Back then, sure I was terrified the last couple of nights before their deaths.

But this- this was different. The Alpha and Beta, right there in my living room, questioning me. Me, a nobody Omega. The weight of their presence made the air feel thick- like I was suffocating. I could barely breathe, let alone think straight.

That’s my wolf, Sheila.

My insides were mush, I tell you. My heart wanted to leave my chest. I was cold, yet I sweated and the air felt like it had left my lungs- yet I breathed just fine. Every instinct was scream