“Remember me?” He leaned closer, his voice a low, rough whisper. His smile was cold, almost mocking, as he watched me struggle to find my voice. My mouth opened, but no words came out—I was too stunned, too scared. Why hadn’t he killed me yet? I was at the council meeting but now….I yanked the blanket over myself, retreating back against the wall, my body trembling. He chuckled softly, the sound dark and unsettling. “Don't worry, Omega. I don't eat sweet things so quickly. I like to savor them... slowly.” His eyes gleamed with something dangerous. My breath caught in my chest—did he just smile? No, he can’t. He is a devil.“M-My clothes?” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper, fear tightening my throat.“Gone. Threw them away. I don’t like dirty things.” His voice was deep, and rough, sending shivers through me. I couldn’t understand—why did he bring me here? What did he want from me?I forced myself to ask, though my voice shook. “Where am I?” His eyes never left me, sharp and in
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