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Last published Sun, Feb 16, 2020
Sabrina Carpenter was born into a very powerful and wealthy family of Alphas. But it was bound to happen at one point. Like when a dog has a litter of puppies there's always a runt. One smaller and weaker than the rest. It just so happened to be her.
Everyone expected her to at least be a beta but something in this cruel world just wanted to torture her. Making her the weakest out of them all. An omega. An omega in a family full of alphas and in a world who saw her as nothing but weak usable object.
{this story has no main ship and is a crack book I wrote because I was bored}
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