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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For a second, I genuinely thought I imagined it.


Soft warmth against my lips so suddenly and so unexpectedly that my entire brain stopped functioning before it could even process what was happening.


Every single thought disappeared from my head so fast it physically hurt.


I swear my heart stopped beating for one horrifying second before immediately starting again ten times faster than normal. Air got trapped somewhere in my chest, my lungs forgetting how breathing worked entirely while I stayed frozen on the ground beneath him.


It wasn't a long kiss. It wasn't deep. Barely even more than a small peck against my mouth.


But it still felt like the entire world cracked open underneath me.


Chapter 297 - The Kiss On The Lips