SEVENTY THREE

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Dear Omega, And so the super fullmoon was over. Confused, I jumped down the bed and was about to go to the bathroom  when you walked out of it with only towel covering your body. I freaked out in shock. What the actual f**k! What are you doing in my room? And why is your hair wet? Why aren't you wearing any clothes and f**k! Are those bitemarks in your shoulder blade? Fuck! f**k! f**k! This is really happening! You're infront of me with such a lovely morning face and hell! Last night is not really a dream! The future Alpha

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