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Third Person's POV Ezra gently grabs his nervous dragon's chin and tilts his head up before taking his face into his hands. He looks into his beautiful chocolate-colored eyes, and his heart beats faster. “You have nothing to fear. My Family would never hurt you. You're part of my family now. They're going to love and accept you. Especially my dad. He is going to love you to pieces!” Ezra said as he looked into Roman's eyes. His thumb caresses his cheek as his head dips, pressing his lips to Romans's forehead. The Omega tugs on Ezra's shirt as he comes up onto his toes. He melts in the king's arms when they wrap around him. Roman holds on tighter when he feels the ground beneath their feet disappears. He opens his eyes and looks around when he feels their new surroundings. When he looks around, he's confused. They're in a bedroom that smells like Ezra. The Omega steps out of Ezra's arms and slowly turns, taking in his surroundings. He sees photos on a dresser with pictures of his
Third Person's POV Lexon thought he would be used to Ezra's aggression, but when he suddenly showed up out of nowhere, ready to take down another facility, he realized he was not. The anger rolling off of the Elder was crippling, and the Elder grabbed Ezra, pulled himself up. This was alarming, especially since he's an Elder and they haven't done the ceremony that crowns Ezra as king and makes him the official ruler. Lexon gripped Ezra's arm as hard as he could, which wasn't very hard because of the aura rolling off of Ezra. “Ezra!... Please, calm down,” The Elder barely managed to say, and Ezra immediately reeled in his anger. “I'm sorry. We have a mission,” The king said before teleporting them near the building so he could tell him his plan. ~As soon as the ground was under their feet, gasps were heard as everyone quickly turned in their direction. Ezra was already focusing on their beating hearts as Lexon entered their minds. The guns that were r
Third Person's POVAfter rehoming the hybrids, the foyer floor appears under their feet at the coven. Lexon turns to head toward his room. His body aches, and he is tired. He can still feel the poison coursing through his body, and it's finally starting to take a toll. As Lexon turns and limps away, Ezra sees his back and how badly it's burnt. “Wait a minute, come here,” Ezra said. Lexon paused and turned toward the king. His eyebrows knit together as Ezra approaches. His eyes widen when Ezra gently grabs his face and tilts his head to the side as his head dips to his neck. “Ezra, what are you do-ah…Mhh,” Lexon's words were cut off when Ezra's fangs pierced his neck deeply. He felt his King's fangs hit the bone, and he squeezed his eyes closed as he gripped Ezra's chest. A wave of pleasure rolled through the elder before it turned to something different. A strange, tingly sensation spread across his body. It began to itch and caused his skin to feel tight. The king extracted his f
Third Person's POV Joey lies in his bed facing the window, his back toward the door. He's as awkward as it comes. Not only is his tongue cut out, and he walks with a limp, he's left-handed. It was just another thing for kids to tease him about.It seemed the world always had something to tease him about. Everything he did was wrong. He could look at someone, and they would claim he looked at them the wrong way. The Omega lay in bed, his right hand propped his head up as his left hand moved vigorously across the thick sheet of paper, sketching, thumb caressing the charcoal color and shading needed areas. As more time passed, the image became clearer. Long dreads past the shoulders, pulled up around the face, and clamped just behind his head. His sharp eyebrows became a mirror image, and he moved on to his thin and beautiful nose. His beautiful face came to life. His gorgeous dreadlocks, facial hair, and eyes that held so much emotion came to life on paper. Joey felt his eyes burn a
Third Person's POV When Joey pulled back from the kiss, he was a ball of excitement. The little Omega had the biggest smile on his face, which made the Alpha's heart soar. Tate reached up and caressed the Omega's cheek. “Why don't you talk with your mouth?” Tate asked softly, and the Omega’s smile disappeared as he looked down. “Hey, I didn't mean to upset you. It's just. I thought you didn't talk because your tongue was completely gone, but it's not.” Tate said, and Joey became uncomfortable. He didn't like talking about his tongue. He didn't like anyone mentioning it. It made him want to disappear or run away. When Joey tried to climb off Tate, the Alpha wrapped his arms around him tighter and gently held his face.“I'm sorry! I'm not trying to upset you, I'm just trying to understand.” “I can't pronounce the words properly when I try to talk. People can't understand me. I sound stupid, and they make fun of me. My voice is ugly, so I don't talk.” Joey said through the link and
Third Person's POV The curtains begin sliding open from the center out. As it does, Grayson and Coal's stomachs drop as it reveals the so-called merchandise. Whimpers were heard from the stage as the nearly naked Omegas and Delta 3s were shoved forward. Some moved forward as if this wasn't their first time, and others stumbled and fell as they were shoved. The only thing on their bodies were tiny pink thongs that barely covered anything and were at least one size too small. Grayson looked down when he saw the two females standing on the stage, trying to cover their breasts. Unfortunately, when they tried, they were hit with a whip, which promptly made them uncover themselves. “Don't worry, we're using our gentlest whip, and he's not hitting them too hard. We don't want to damage the merchandise too much before you purchase it.” The tall, slender man said.When Grayson looked up, he forced himself to look at each person standing on the stage. They were incredibly underweight and tre
Third Person's POV The Delta 3 opened his eyes, terrified, when he saw the Alpha's glowing red eyes. He squeezed his eyes closed, terrified to look at him and afraid of what he would do to him. He knows he messed up. It's been a long time since he tried to run away. He knows the punishment for running away is one of the harshest punishments. The fact that it will come from this particular Alpha makes it even worse. His shoulders shake as he begins crying. He feels the Alpha stand and feels the bruising grip he has on his body as he holds him tight against him. His fear rises when he hears the Alpha growl. It was so loud and so deep, it was terrifying! His aura is incredibly strong, stronger than any he had ever felt. With an aura this strong, the Delta feared he might not survive an Alpha command from him, not with how weak he is.As soon as the Alpha climbs into the car, his grip loosens, and the Delta hurries out of his lap and falls onto the floor. He's quick to kneel and bends o
Delta 3's POV You would think I would be used to the cold, but I'm not. Goosebumps stand prominent on my body as I sit in the corner with my knees up to my chest and arms wrapped around my legs. I try everything I can to warm myself, but it's impossible. My stomach sinks when I hear the voices of the guards, prep staff, and makeup crew entering. I immediately get on my knees with my hands in my lap, head down, and wait obediently for my turn. This isn't the first time I've been sold. The first time I was sold was shortly after my 16th birthday. My family hid me as long as they could, but being a submissive Delta 3, my scent was too strong and gave me away. My first master taught me how to be obedient the hard way. A year later, my second master purchased me, and at first, he was somewhat nice and let my body heal. For the first few months, he never touched me inappropriately or hurt me. I don't know what happened or why it changed, but one night, it did, and I woke up to him on top