This stranger living in the vile reflections of my mirrors, she looks like me, but... you made her.
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"Hey, you Omega," Alastair looked up from the weapon he was cleaning. He did many jobs around the pack, since the first day he had lied about burying the body he hadn't found... cleaning, buying groceries...
In front of him stood Conrad, the Beta of the Blood Stone pack, who was as cruel as the Alpha himself.
Alastair put the weapon down and stood up from the bench, lowering his head.
Alastair and Emil had been spending time in Vincent's pack for five months now, and it was strange that no one had recognized him, not from Vincent's pack. He pretended to be one of the Wild Sapphire pack's captured omegas. It was easy that way.
He kept in the shadows, he worked in the kitchen,
