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l make sure you regret it. You're nothing in this pack. Nobody want
es you as a disappointment. A strong beta bloodline l
ior pushed me back, my back hitting the wall. They lau
ga. I struggled to stand, bruised and sore. But... two days. Two days, and
ss to everything her grandma left for her and be free of her duties th
er standing in the hallway, giving me that look of disappointment, anger, disgust. Because I'd brought nothing but shame to his bloodline. My parents had always been angry... My sister was born a beta. strong, beautiful, and powerful like every, beta female shoul
ou, those warriors insult our family name. Can't you try to stand up for yourself? I bent my head. "Father, you k
as brought back here at eleven. An omega's life in the pack is better than mine,I'm
r a few hours, I was done making dinner – spaghetti bolognese with garlic bread for the pack. After the omegas entered the kitchen to serve dinner, I headed back to my room to lie down and wait for them to finish. That way, I could go b
itchen, and scraped the remaining leftovers on the plates. I cleaned up the kitchen, made sure everything was tidy. I took the plat
It's a good thing I met you. Go to my room and pick the dress I kept on the bed. Iron it for me. I'll be wearing it to school tomorrow. And there should be no mistake. If I come back from the party tonight, I want to see that dress ironed." She pushed me out of the way and left. I went to her room to pick up the dress to iron. I met my mother. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I'm

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