CHAPTER 22 - Personal Omega

“I want you to do something for me.” Alpha Zane says to Alpha Cain, who’s been lifting weights in the gym.

“Another favor? You haven’t paid me for the last one.” Cain replied, with curiosity in his voice.

“What payment do you want?”

“Can’t think of anything at the moment. What favor do you want from me?”

“That Omega. The one with a pale face.”

“Vesper?”

“Yeah! Make her Qillalon’s personal slave.”

Alpha Cain was dumbfounded that he almost lost grip on the weights he was lifting. He stared at Zane with scrutiny, he knew why he requested it.

“Consider it done.” Cain declared.

Zane left the gym with a grin on his lips.

“Ah, love and jealousy.” He mumbles to himself.

Soon a notification was sent to Delta Dimitry.

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Meanwhile...

Alpha Qillalon was in his room reading a book when he heard a knock. He opened the door and saw Delta Dimitry and Vesper hiding behind him. She no longer has bandages on her face and the scars are almost invisible. There’s a hint of fear and uneasiness in her scen