Alphas' Feisty Omega

Alphas' Feisty Omega

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Omega's are supposed to be weak. Reliant on Alphas' and Betas'. But I can't stand the thought of being reliant on them. They only use us. Want us for pups. Especially Alphas'. To them, we're good for nothing except breeding...at least, that's what we had been led to believe. The seven Alphas brothers' have been longing for their mate. They hope it's an Omega, not for the fertility...but for their...plumpiness. They love a woman who's good at eating, and Omega's are chubby. They want that extra cuddle bit to hold on to. They want to be loved as their father was by their Omega mother. To them and their pack, Omega's should be protected at all cost. So what will happen when they find their mate...only to find that she, along with the Omega's in her pack, can't stand even the sight of Alphas'?
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The pain was too intense. I had no one. Parents? My mother died in a fire. Father couldn't stand seeing how much I looked like my mother. Sibling? My father still believed my mother was alive a hiding, and never met anyone. «¥» I was slowly dying inside. My pack was in a war. Fighting against the most toughest, harsh, and rough pack known in North and South America. When the alpha turns out to be my mate I'm not concerned about, by him. «¥» There's an inferno burning me inside and out. My pack was slowly breaking down,brick by brick. I tried to make excuses for why he did that to me Stress? Tired? But when he rejected me, I left, with a burden. «¥» The passion of hurt started from the balls of my feet and ran upward. I was lost. Pain was an understatement. I would have died. We would have died. If the pack attacking my old pack hadn't kidnapped me. If then I wouldn't have found my second chance mate. «¥» Follow the life of Bethany. And see how it plays out.

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