"What's your favorite thing about me?" Tyler asks, turning to me. I almost choke on my spit at the question, my eyes widening a fraction. I look up at the sky, trying to hide my burning blush as my mind goes into overdrive. "Your bushy eyebrows," I say with a small smile. ---- A tragic accident has turned seventeen...
She's the Omega; he's the Alpha's son. Her life's been full of pain; his has been full of parties, popularity, and potential. She's filled with shame; he's filled with pride. She's had to learn independence; he doesn't know the meaning of the word. No guy would want to be seen dead with her; he's got girls begging fo...