Julien Grayson: 

I was never meant to fit the mold, with a wardrobe full of skirts, stockings, makeup and crop tops. I have always been unapologetically myself. 

I grew up protected by three powerful fathers and surrounded by a family that never asked me to be different. 

I’ve never been the kind of omega who waits to be claimed. I don’t kneel, and I definitely don’t submit. I take what I want, when I want it—and if someone can’t handle that, they’re free to look somewhere else.

Starting university was supposed to be simple. New people. New classes.

But someone keeps attacking my pack.

A bloodthirsty rogue no one can track. No rank. No loyalty. Just blood and bodies left behind in the woods surrounding our territory.

And the first time I see him, standing in the dark like something dragged out of a nightmare… he looks at me like I’m the only thing he’s ever wanted to destroy.

Or keep.

Either way, I want him.

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- Femboy, Omega Dominate Top part 2

The heaviness in my chest loosens just a little.


The thoughts of Ezra don't disappear, not even close, but they move to the side, just enough for something else to take their place.


Kyle is still talking, but now I'm barely listening for a completely different reason.


The way his posture changes slightly every time there's a sound outside.


The way his voice stutters—just a little—when footsteps pass by the door.


That little spark of excitement is bubbling up in my chest.


Before I can overthink it, the idea forms fully in my mind, sharp and clear.


And once it's there, I can't ignore it.


I sit up straighter, clapping my hands softly once.


Kyle pauses mid-sentence, blinking at me.


Chapter 46 - Quiet