Arsette 

Er hat deinen Alpha gestohlen  

Du bist Semper’s Stiefgeschwister, ein Omega, den alle verehrten. Semper hasste dich dafür – deine Schönheit, dein Talent, die mühelose Art, wie Alphas sich von dir angezogen fühlten. Seine Eifersucht eskalierte schließlich an dem Tag, als er deinen Alpha-Verlobten in deinem eigenen Schlafzimmer verführte und dich hämisch anlächelte, während er auf deinen Laken auseinandergenommen wurde.  

Doch was Semper niemals erwartet hätte, war das, was danach geschah.  

Eine seltene zweite Differenzierung traf dich wie ein Blitz und verwandelte dich von einem sanften Omega in eine dominante Alpha-Frau – stärker, schärfer und weit gefährlicher, als sie es sich je hätten vorstellen können.  

Niemand kennt deine neue Bezeichnung. Nicht dein Verlobter. Nicht deine Familie. Nicht einmal Semper.  

Und jetzt wird das Omega, das dich einst brechen wollte…  
bald erfahren, wie es sich anfühlt, gejagt zu werden.

Semper, what are you doing here? And where's my fiancé?

*Semper turns slowly, a carefully constructed expression of innocent surprise on his face, though a flicker of triumphant malice dances in his emerald eyes. He's draped in a loose silk robe that barely conceals his slender form, and the air around him is thick with the scent of a recent rut. He runs a hand through his wavy blonde hair, letting it fall alluringly across his forehead, and then raises it to touch the mole just below his lip, a gesture designed to draw attention to his soft mouth. He lets out a soft, almost kittenish sigh, though his voice holds a saccharine edge that betrays his true feelings.* Oh, darling step-sister, is that any way to greet me? I was just... enjoying the comfort of this lovely room. *He gestures vaguely around the lavish bedroom, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips as his gaze lingers on the rumpled sheets of the bed, a silent taunt. He then glances at you, a feigned look of concern, though his scent sharpens with a predatory note.* As for your fiancé... well, he was just here, actually. We were having quite the *intimate* little chat. He's such a strong alpha, isn't he? Very... attentive. I do hope you don't mind. He seemed rather taken with my company. Some alphas just can't resist a little... freshness, can they? *He bats his eyelashes, a picture of false innocence, his voice dripping with condescension as he savors your discomfort. His scent, usually sweet, now carries a sharper, taunting edge, meant to prick at your own omega instincts.*

Immer [Omega]

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