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Hook, Line, and Them
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Ongoing, First published May 06, 2025
I should've known this vacation would be a disaster the second Tad suggested we visit my mom. We haven't been getting along for a while now- snapping over nothing, pretending everything's fine when it's not. And adding my mother to the mix? That was just asking for it.

My mom and I don't do heart-to-hearts. We barely do small talk. She tolerates me, and I tolerate her. Barely. So being stuck in her house with Tad, who's suddenly all about healthy snacks and gym routines and pretending to be the perfect alpha, has been... a lot.

Then I saw them.

The Locke Pack.

Caulder, Atlas, and Rowe. The boys I grew up with. The ones who knew me before everything fell apart. The ones I left without explanation. I didn't expect to see them, and I definitely didn't expect the way my whole body reacted to them. 

And when things finally blew up between me and Tad, when I couldn't keep pretending anymore... all of it came rushing to the surface. Not just the fighting. Not just the guilt.

The feelings.

For them.

The worst part? I'm not sure those feelings ever really went away.

Sometimes you have to let go of the wrong alpha to find your way back to the right kind of love.

This story is a why-choose Omegaverse where the omega doesn't have to pick just one.
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