Sold(Rewritten)
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Alphas and omegas are like yin and yang. An alpha is dominant and has a constant guard up to hide weakness. However the guard takes a big toll on their mind. Omegas are submissive, attractive and adorable. But they're small and can't defend themselves much. The two are paired together to fill in each other's weaknesses. That's not how it is in the mafias world. Alphas are ruthless and cruel. They are always fighting for the top. Omegas are nothing but pets and incubators to the alphas. They are just there for an alphas pleasure and to birth him an heir. While there are women who can be alphas and men who can be omegas, those in power he mafia make sure they don't live past eighteen. Speaking of eighteen today is my eighteenth birthday. I am neither an alpha or omega. I am what my dad calls a freak. An unnatural abomination no one could love. Despite being eighteen I still possess my ears I had as a pup. I can't shift like the other eighteen year olds and I'm smaller and weaker than all the omegas. My mom's not here to protect me from my dad anymore so I've been living in hell for about a decade. My dad's been waiting for me to turn eighteen so he can sell me to some higher up alpha and be rid of me. I'll most likely be beaten to death as soon as they discover what I am. I can only hope it's quick.
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