So it has been a month since I updated and I wanted to update now. I took a break to improve my writing skills and read more BL stories to know more about it.Now just a clear remainder:
I know everyone hear enjoys reading stories from Wattpad, be it good or whatever, you read just because you enjoy it well, so do I. If you think this book is BORING, you can as we'll exit the book and REMOVE from library. No need to comment about it. I too read stories on here and if it doesn't pick my interest like I thought it would, I always remove them from library or I'll just leave it. No need to be a BABY about it!!
And with that been said......
Onto the story.
Lucas's POV
It's been a while since I last saw Mark. One on one. Face to face. The last time I saw him was when I had a feeling he was my mate and the last time I heard anything about him was when my Mom told me a few things and ever since then, we haven't met one on one to tal.... Well, demonstrate rather.
The things I heard about him from my Mom were the worst and heartbreaking. I can't believe someone went through something like this in the hands of his parents. He has suffered enough and I think it's high time he's happy.
Though no matter how hard I try to approach him, it all seems infertile. It's either he's surrounded by people, or he is working, or he is on the run or just busy. No time to breathe, that's what it is.
Every time I look at him I see a very jovial, fun, loving, caring, lovable person. No one should go through the things he did and no one should go through a disaster alone.
That's why I'm gonna go talk to him, go meet him and we are gonna talk as much as we want to.
Yeah!!
Easier said than done.
I went looking for him immediately and what I saw took me off guard. Like literally.
He was standing um... Uh well, moonlight?? Dark sky! Yes, dark sky, with his midnight hair parted to both side of his face he looks breathtaking. There were people around but I only saw him. Maybe it was because I wanted to see him? God! Those pink reddish baby cherry lips, I wanna kiss 'em so bad. I think I stared too much cos all eyes were now on me.

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The Omega's Alpha [DISCONTINUED]
WerewolfThe wish of every omega being born into a pack is to not be bullied. To not be seen as weak. To not be seen as a waste of time and disgrace. And to not be rejected by their mate.