Creator's short Note & Prolog

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Hello, so I made another story but apparently the first one I made is... you know... anywayyy, this story is all about Wolfpacks and Mate. This is all fiction only and all the names, place, and other things which exist in reality are coincidence only. My early apologize for my misspelling, errors, and double-typings. This story is for Adults only. If this makes you uncomfortable at any moment, you may leave the story as you want. I am sorry for my uploads if it's late or later than the schedule I made. Oh, and all the photos I'll be using is not mine so I will give the credit to some I know. All those were not mine.

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Cealus' Point of View

I'd been lonely all my life and that's what made me more of a loner, of course that's what we were called. Omega is a loner, weak, feminine, and all their thoughts. I don't really care about their sh*ts, but just that, don't they make me involve in things I didn't even know, cause I don't really want their sh*t. I've been Omega and I'm about to be 18 years old. Most of Omegas on this world was first determined as Alphas, Selsa, or even Beta, when they were still below 10 years old, but for me, I live as Omega my damn entire life.

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I've been bullied by a male Alpha, Priam, since kindergarten. Yes, kindergarten, don't know if it's just some coincidence or other things, I don't care but the struggle hits, been doing his works, assignments, and even cleaning his freaking shoe, the way he'd been doing that, I'd thought of quitting school. But you know, the academic thing is way more important than him, so I stayed.

I heard him having his what so-called Mate and he'd marry her, but then the girl isn't even any Omega look-like, so it made the both of them disappointed to each other. That's the thing that made me laugh to death, but then... when they broke up, he made it more difficult for me, like the things that maids do, he'll make me do it. Sometimes he'd treat me very badly that he goes to hit me, but there's these times whereas, he'd give me things I didn't even ask, he's that weird... but I can't complain. He has my neck on the line (like he can kill me anytime).

I can't take him any more.

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