COMPLETED 

I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom.
Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself.

“Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.”
I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.”

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I'm standing in front of the car, and I still can't get my mind to properly accept what just happened.


It keeps looping in a way that feels almost useless, like my brain is trying to force meaning into something that happened too fast for me to properly process. I keep replaying it from the beginning, from the moment I asked, to the way he looked at me, to the exact pause before he answered, as if I examine it closely enough, I'll suddenly understand what reality I'm supposed to be living in right now.


And that's the part I can't move past. Because I prepared myself for rejection. I built the entire conversation in my head, assuming it would end cleanly and painfully. I was ready for distance. For coldness. For the usual wall he puts up when things get too close.


Chapter 279 - Tiny Grin