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2024-10-29 19:42:56A little past ten p.m. my heart started racing for no reason and it hasn't slowed. I'm sitting outside alone with only my thoughts to accompany me. Jaykob isn't sure how violent my shift will be and thought it would be best if they weren't too close while it happened. I am a few minutes away from coming of age. I should be worried about my shift, but I can't stop thinking about what Jaykob said to me earlier tonight.
Micca is an omega. A trait inherited by one of his parents, most likely his mother as her firstborn. Male omegas are rare nowadays. They were the first to be killed off when the world went to shit. The packs only kept the females to use them as breeders. High-rank females don't often make it through their pregnancies, but omega females can have kids back to back throughout their life spans without any problems.
Male omegas were used for a completely different reason. They have this irresistible charm about them. From the way they look down to
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