My Fake Omega, My True Destiny / Chapter 2 Could You Give Me Some Of Your Pheromones, Please | 6.06%e had to find
he could pay him and make sure
much longer, he
ight away, trying to get the securi
Group's influence, there was no chance an
was happening to him and warned
ons had never interested him much; he wanted
ega was all tha
have seen that Omega clearly. He met attractive Omegas all
ler than any Omega he had met before. He even had a
e from an Omega
out of the hospital and g
ollar and opened the top two buttons of his shirt. The pale blue fabric made him look younger, like a college s
and a light sheen of sweat took some of the coldness from his face. In the dim light, his lea
e sharp, and he kept people at a distance even when he s
ance, and his powerful family
egas. That Omega's fighting skill had impressed
ne impulsive encounter wo
managed to pick one who could put an Alpha into heat.
ack to his phone. He shook his head a
he wanted to put it politely. News that he was looking
ng to find? People are calling me
ight he could barely br
st then, opened the door,
derneath. He glanced into the back seat before making up his mind. A reprimand from Robert
This damned reaction had an Alpha like him
held unquestioned authority. His family name gave him influence even among them. He'd
with a single look. But now he was close to begg
ed through the
s pheromones seemed to be pulling every string, and his body wanted th
perhaps the turmoil inside him would settle. Another
S-Class Alpha, everything an Omega was supposed to w
miles from downtown, the driver finally stopped outside
me to a place like this un
d the room nearest the entrance. "Knock nicely, please.
caught only first room insid
reaching it felt like finding water
d to get
control as another fierce wa
r door open and stum
It smelled sharply of metal and creaked whenever the wind
ough every shaky step threate
houldn't frighten his own Omega. Except that wasn't right. Thi
airs, then the ones on the second floor. Behind him, t
enough. He wanted to rip
rt beat even faster than his fist struck the
d on it o
asper had come to see an Omega, and it wouldn't be
er the gate made the driver
t he was doing. The driver cou
away as he kept knocking. Each blow gr
otice the g
knock met so
fingers gripped the fabric under his hand as he tried to
ut he managed to ask, "Could you give

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