Dear Omega,
I felt suffocated so I walked out of the crowd.
I ended up in the school's rooftop and heard someone's singing. The angelic voice caught my attention as I listened more while searching for whoever the owner of the voice was.
Then I saw a woman walking into the rooftop's ballustre. Her silk pale yellow victorian dress was dancing in the air together with her shiny long brown hair.
I was bewitched. Hypnotized by her beauty, by the familiar lemon and green apple scents that was coming from her body.
Then moon smiled that made me recognized her.
Fuck!
It was you.
The future Alpha
