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... ce becoming his omega. But that night? That one, pitiful, exhausted night? I finally got it. After twelve solid hours of servitude, polishing swords used in actual executions, sewing decorative wolf pelts onto curtains that didn’t need wolf pelts, wiping down a throne that probably still had rogue blood under the cushions I collapsed into my hay bed in the omega quarters like a corpse tossed into a cart.
My arms ached. My legs screamed. My spirit whispered, "Goodbye, cruel world."
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