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... he wide dormitory-like room was dim, the lamps long blown out, the rows of narrow beds crowded with the sleeping forms of omegas who had no idea what we had just done.
Joan pushed the door closed behind us with trembling hands, her breath ragged. Elara was still clinging to me, her nails digging into my arm like claws. My chest was tight, my throat raw from breathing too hard.
Safe. We were safe. That was what I wanted to believe. The door was closed. The others were sleeping. Th ...
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