There was no way he would have fallen for an Omega! He hadn’t even met his fated mate yet; surely, he wasn’t in love!
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Snow’s eyes slowly burgeoned open. She could make out the blurry shapes of three people staring down at her.
“Are you awake?” Imogen asked, and Snow groaned. Her head was spinning, and she felt like throwing up.
“Where is she?” Snow muttered, and the three exchanged looks of confusion.
“Who?” Ms. Happy asked, and Snow placed her hand on her forehead.
“Something... someone is in danger,” she muttered. Her head hurt. The voice had returned whispering thoughts into her mind.
They were too loud, too much to comprehend. Something wasn’t right. She had seen something she shouldn’t have.
It was a blonde. There was a sword made of wolfsbane in her hand, and she
