The Alpha Rogue
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After years of constant torture and pain, only one thing has kept me going- my mate. I thought when we meant, he'd be my knight in shining armour who would save me from this hell hole. I didn't expect him to say degrading things to me before walking away and never looking back. He forgot to reject me because he was so angry. I was broken, shattered, and hopeless.
But the only way to go from here was up. I didn't need a knight in shiny armour. I was my own knight. I saved myself. I built myself back up. I became stronger without him by my side. But now he's back and I'm not the silent, broken omega I once was. No, now I'm an Alpha. The Alpha Rogue.
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