The Pawn

The Pawn

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Gael lives in a world were his kind, omegas, were nothing. And the royal blood in his veins only serves to make him the perfect pawn. At least, so he'd been made to believe from the time of his birth. But when black smoke frees him from his cell. He's made to feel, learn and live outside his castle wall. ..... " I am a pawn" Gael repeated the words that were taught to him from the time he was young, his eyes looked with the lifeless black of their reflection as he stared at his mirrored self. "A tool that will be used as my master, the king, sees fit. I am a prize, worth only what I am told I am, to be used and treated as the gifted sees fit." He recited. Fighting to keep his gaze from straying to the woman that raised him. Who stood behind him, hands on each of his thin shoulders as she oversaw his morning ritual. "I am an omega. I live to serve, please and obey. I will be what I'm told to be" ....... Cover put together by the amazing midnightrise89!
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Callum Black. That was Callum's name, his identity, yet he was never called that. His family, his pack, his peers, and just about everybody else called him weak, pathetic, ugly, faggot, worthless. So that had become his identity, not Callum Black. Callum's father was the pack's Beta, and his siblings were the sort that made a strong pack leader proud. Callum had always been a bit of a runt, perhaps enduringly, until it was not anymore, until he was thirteen and decidedly Omega and it was embarrassing. To him, to his father, to his pack. Ryker Adam's was the son of the Alpha, and had everything going for him. He was gonna do great things and make his father proud. He was adored. So when the little, mousy male Omega turned out to be his mate he did not hesitate in remedying that. It was not really surprising; Ryker was Callum's public enemy #1 and the stuff of his nightmares. This was the beginnings of Callum's story. Callum ran. Callum ran into the arms of his found family and himself. And he was definitely not who he thought he was. A cruel twist of fate and the whims of the gods had changed everything. While he was gone the pack was changing too, including the people who had hurt him. Four long years had passed. And Callum was coming home, but he bore no resembles to the boy that had left. This was a man, a monster.

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