Julien Grayson: 

I was never meant to fit the mold, with a wardrobe full of skirts, stockings, makeup and crop tops. I have always been unapologetically myself. 

I grew up protected by three powerful fathers and surrounded by a family that never asked me to be different. 

I’ve never been the kind of omega who waits to be claimed. I don’t kneel, and I definitely don’t submit. I take what I want, when I want it—and if someone can’t handle that, they’re free to look somewhere else.

Starting university was supposed to be simple. New people. New classes.

But someone keeps attacking my pack.

A bloodthirsty rogue no one can track. No rank. No loyalty. Just blood and bodies left behind in the woods surrounding our territory.

And the first time I see him, standing in the dark like something dragged out of a nightmare… he looks at me like I’m the only thing he’s ever wanted to destroy.

Or keep.

Either way, I want him.

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- Femboy, Omega Dominate Top part 2

My fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, gripping lightly as his lips moved against mine again, slower this time, deeper than before. It wasn't rushed, it wasn't messy—it was intentional in a way that made my chest feel tight, like every second mattered, like every small movement meant something.


Against my lips, my hands, the space between us that barely even existed anymore.


I shifted closer without even realizing it, my knees brushing against his as I tilted my head slightly, deepening the kiss just a little more. My breath caught softly when his hand found my waist, steady but careful, like he was still unsure how much he was allowed to hold me.


Chapter 53 - Wolf