Tratie Story #1

Tratie Story #1

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Katie hates Travis Stoll. But why does everyone thinks she's in love? She knows what her feelings are. Hate is very different from love, right? She should be able to tell them apart. No swearing besides "Styx" and stuff like that. Also this is my first story so if anyone likes this please let me know!
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The door opened quietly, Hades entered with all his glory, he looked at me with angry eyes. I gulped, "Before you say anything, I just want to tell you that I have my reasons for doing what I did." He crossed his arms over his chest, "And what are these reasons?" I took a deep breath, "I couldn't control myself, I- I got jealous." I mumbled. "Jealous?" He didn't sound convinced. I nodded, "Yes jealous, because you did that on purpose!" I pointed my finger at him, "I saw how you were flirting with that- that she-wolf! I have all rights to act that way, you cannot blame me, it was an instinct to claim you- well I didn't technically claim you, I only kissed you in front of her and your warriors," I shook my head, "All in all, you can't be angry for something that was bound to happen." I crossed my hands, feeling proud of myself, "You called for it." I muttered, holding back a grin. "I am not angry that you kissed me in front of my warriors," he spoke, "I'm embarrassed." My eyes widened, "Embarrassed?" "And disgusted." ______ Life as an omega isn't pretty, in fact, it is worst than being a rogue. Trapped in the dirtiest part of the pack, poor and full of hunger, some omegas feast on themselves when it's needed. By force or not. Jane Bogador is an omega. A creature that isn't really different from others, she wants what all of them longed for most of their lives. A mate. A mate that will love her no matter what flaws she owns, a mate that will provide her anything she needs, even if it's not too much, he will make her stuffed and full of love. She prays to the mood goddess everyday, every second she can, to find her mate as soon as possible. That prayer has been sent and answered. With one meeting, a deal has been made between the alpha and the unexpected visitor. When the two meet, eyes snapped in recognition. Her mate. This is it. A journey shall rise. ::Fast update::

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