Julien Grayson: 

I was never meant to fit the mold, with a wardrobe full of skirts, stockings, makeup and crop tops. I have always been unapologetically myself. 

I grew up protected by three powerful fathers and surrounded by a family that never asked me to be different. 

I’ve never been the kind of omega who waits to be claimed. I don’t kneel, and I definitely don’t submit. I take what I want, when I want it—and if someone can’t handle that, they’re free to look somewhere else.

Starting university was supposed to be simple. New people. New classes.

But someone keeps attacking my pack.

A bloodthirsty rogue no one can track. No rank. No loyalty. Just blood and bodies left behind in the woods surrounding our territory.

And the first time I see him, standing in the dark like something dragged out of a nightmare… he looks at me like I’m the only thing he’s ever wanted to destroy.

Or keep.

Either way, I want him.

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- Femboy, Omega Dominate Top part 2

I held Ezra closer, feeling the huge, yet fragile weight of him pressed against my chest, his body trembling slightly as I brushed damp strands of hair from his face. His breaths were uneven, shallow, like he was still trapped somewhere between consciousness and sleep, and every soft whimper that escaped him made my chest tighten with a mixture of fear, anger, and protectiveness.


 I kept murmuring apologies over and over, my voice breaking in the echoing hallways, "I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry, Ezra. I should have known they'd do something like this. I should have protected you…" Each word felt heavy, loaded with the guilt and frustration I couldn't contain, the helplessness I had felt watching him lying there in that cell, powerless and broken.


Chapter 36 - Out