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

Slowly at first—too slowly for how fast my heart had started pounding in my chest, too slowly for the way my blood had rushed to my ears the second I felt that presence behind me. But I couldn't help it. It was like my body needed that extra second, that fragile, trembling second before reality caught up with me.


For a moment, I genuinely couldn't breathe. My lungs just… forgot how to work, like the air had been knocked out of me without anyone touching me. I just stood there, staring at him, my eyes wide, my mind struggling—failing—to process what I was seeing.


There was something different about him. Something more.


Chapter 47 - Black