I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom.
Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself.

“Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.”
I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.”

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I tried to blink it away. Tried to make sense of it. Tried to find the ground beneath me.


But the darkness came first. Slowly, then all at once. It swirled. It consumed. And I fell into it, drifting away from everything I had known, everything I had trusted, everything I had counted on.


And after that… I don't know what happened.


I don't know what I felt. Everything turned dark. Everything spun around me in dizzying, unrelenting circles, and I felt… betrayed. I had never felt like this before. I had trusted him—trusted Pops, trusted Dad, trusted Julian to see reason, to see me. And yet, here I was, thrown into a cell like I was nothing more than one of the criminals I'd glimpsed behind the bars.


Chapter 137 - I'm Fine