ARIA’S POV
I spent the whole night staring at the ceiling, mind spinning in circles until my head hurt. What the hell was their problem with me?
Or maybe the real question was, what was wrong with me for still letting them get under my skin like this?
They were actually crazy. One second they’re pinning me down, f*****g me senseless, calling me their good little omega while they stretch me full and make me scream.
The next they’re in the living room laughing about how I’m just a pathetic omega, worthless except for passing time until they fix their stupid curse.
Doesn’t that make them even lower than me? If they hate omegas so much, why the hell do they keep burying their c***s in one? It made zero sense.
I rolled over, punching the pillow hard. They were the ones who offered to g
