I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom.
Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself.

“Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.”
I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.”

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I couldn't breathe in that room anymore.


Not with those words still echoing in my head. Not with that feeling—tight and unfamiliar—pressing against my chest like it was trying to claw its way out of me.


If I did, I knew that pull would come back, stronger this time, louder, harder to ignore.


The movement scraped against the quiet of the room, drawing attention, but I didn't care. I didn't say anything, didn't explain myself. I just turned and walked—no, rushed—toward the stairs.


My footsteps were louder than usual as I climbed them, my hand sliding along the railing more for grounding than balance. My heart was beating too fast, my thoughts even faster, tripping over each other in a way that made everything feel… messy.


I pushed my bedroom door open and slipped inside, closing it behind me with a softer click than I felt.


Chapter 143 - I Like Him