104: Tears

Nicole

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I groaned and opened my eyes lazily, only to sit quickly on the bed when I saw him sitting on the chair with his legs crossed and his drink in his hand, but his sharp eyes were like the eagle on me.

"Why are you so scared of me?" He asked, leaving the couch where he was sitting, while I recalled everything to remember how I landed here.

"Do you want me to use the alpha tone to make you speak?" He asked in his cold tone, as usual. I wondered whether he was born on the Eastern Antarctic plateau, which was considered the coldest place in the world.

"I don’t like repeating myself, Little Omega," he muttered, grabbing my chin softly with his rough hand. The same hand had killed a lot of people, and I was scared of that. The way higher-ranked wolves involve themselves in killing others

I knew that was important for a safe world for an omega like us who could live peacefully under their leader’s protection, but that didn’t mean I could get scared of blood.

I was a person who had chop