บททั้งหมดของ 118 Days To Seduce My Omega Mate: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

FEW HOURS BEFORE THE PARTYCARLA"I don't think I can take it anymore, Smith. How the hell am I supposed to keep dealing with this? It's getting tiring," I sighed, pushing back my auburn hair behind my ears as the wind blew through it."What's this about?" Smith asked, glancing at me with his keen eyes. "That jerk?"I knew he was referring to Alpha Dawson, so I nodded, letting out another deep sigh."C'mon, it can't be that bad," Smith chuckled, nudging me playfully. But I couldn't even smile. I was too sad to put up a smile right now. "It's getting worse. I feel like he's haunting me now, making sure I never get away from his haughty gaze. I see him everywhere — at home, at the packhouse, even in school. He enrolled in all the courses I offer, just to suck the life out of me. I can't do a thing without seeing his shadows lurking around me. It's fucking scary.""Take it easy, Carl, alright?" Smith said and grabbed my hand. "Come sit here for a minute." He led me to a bench on the sid

DAWSONStaying this close to her was only increasing the frenzy that came from our mate bond, and my desperation to clear the air with her. I was at a loss for words at the moment, but I badly needed to say something that might excuse my actions that night and reduce the hate and disgust she was feeling toward me right now.I needed to convince her that what I had with Joyce meant nothing and it already ended. For good.She picked up the last clothes and quickly stood straight. I followed suit, like a man without his own mind. Like I was being controlled by her every move and every facial expression."Please, excuse me, Master." Her words were rushed as she took hurried steps. It was fucking obvious that she was trying to run away from me.I stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Just a second, Carla. Please." I was fucking pleading and that was crazy, because why the fuck? She was just an Omega. I don't ever beg Omegas. But for Carla, I could do anything, even the craziest.

DAWSONThe beeping sound from my phone was a huge distraction for me and I fucking appreciated it. Listening to the loud moans and feral grunts wafting through the door was becoming tiring. It was nice to listen to a different sound.Taking out my phone, I checked the message that had popped on the notification bar. It was a text from – Michael?I looked up and he winked at me. Silly guy! With a smirk, I clicked on the text and read it inwardly.–The bitch screams like a broken record. Wtf?!–Wheezing at his words, I threw my head backwards, taking a peep through the small window of the empty hall where the screams were coming from.I could only make out the silhouette of the girl, with her legs held by firm hands, and her hand was braced on the only desk in the hall.Another beep and my gaze was back to my phone. This time, it was from Nick. Why were these two morons texting me when we were standing in the same hallway, with almost no distance between us?I clicked on the text and was

DAWSONWild chattering and screams came from each angle of the apartment, as more people flooded in. Over half of them were students from our school and the others were random people who knew what a good party was and didn't want to miss out on one. There was a crazy supply of booze and it was consumed at a crazy pace. Bottles were littered at every corner like this was some psycho ward. The stench of bunks and cigarettes added to the frenzy and the loud music peaked the mood. Everyone was on cloud nine, taking up whatever corner was perfect for them and doing their shit. It was a mature-minded party -strictly R-rated– so nothing was too much here or out of place. Every form of kinky shit was welcome. It was the rules of the party– have fun and go wild.The school session resumes officially tomorrow and we will all be swarmed with academic work. Tonight was our only free night until graduation. That was why the guys had organized the party and just as they expected, it pulled half th

CARLA Every step I took on the grounds of the school gave me a couple of mixed emotions. I was happy to be back here and resume where I had stopped last session. And of course, there were also fun activities that made me feel thrilled to be back. But then, I was also scared of what would become of me this new season. Every year, I face a lot of misfortunes and I get sent to the school's clinic a whole lot more than was normal. I was everyone's target because the most popular guys in the school hated me. I was always singled out and dealt with. This year, I was hoping it would be different. Last night, I did a couple of prayers to the moon goddess. I don't want to be a target of bullying this year. For the first time since I got enrolled here, I want to be happy. I want to experience something that would change my life completely, but in a good way, you know? Maybe I was asking for too much, but there has never been any harm in praying and hoping. And deep down, I hope my prayers ge