Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame

Chapter 112: Suck our cocks.



"I fought because I needed to survive, Theo. I had to unless I would’ve been ruined. Okay, just look at it from this angle. Right now, they all see me as weird and all, but it’s only acceptable because they can’t touch me anymore. They wouldn’t dare.-"

"-But imagine what it would’ve looked like if I hadn’t fought back. If I hadn’t forced myself to survive. I would have left this pack as soon as I turned eighteen, leaving my parents childless." She chuckled.

"I don’t even think I would have lasted that long. I think I would’ve been dead by now." She felt his hand stiffen against hers at her words, but she cradled it with hers, rubbing the back softly, soothing his tense muscles.

"I would’ve been killed because I would’ve escaped from the pack and I would’ve been a rogue." She explained, but from the way his muscles tensed again, it didn’t make him feel any better.

"You would’ve gotten another mate. Probably a stronger one." She continued, but he slapped his palm over her mouth swiftly before she could spill any more words that would’ve definitely driven him to madness.

"I think you’ve said enough, Princess. And I get your point." He said, taking a deep breath.

She sent warm shivers down his spine when she ran her tongue along the innermost part of his calloused palm, causing him to take it off her mouth subconsciously.

"You sure you understand? Because you keep cussing yourself at every turn." She accused, annoyance in her tone. If he thought badmouthing himself before her was allowed, she had to show him how wrong he was.

"I’m not cussing, I’m just stating facts." He defended, smiling a little as he saw Maria receding and Bethany taking over.

"Yeah, you wish. " She scoffed. "Look. There are a lot of bad people out there nowadays, their minds filled with bad intentions, extremely terrible ones. I honestly feel it’s your role to spot them out. Just because you have the power to discern people, and I hate being weak, doesn’t make us weird or anything. It’s who we are. And if they can’t deal with it, they can suck our cocks." She scolded, defiance in her gaze.

A small smile graced his lips as he looked down proudly at her. "You’re finally awake. And you’ve got no cock, Princess." He taunted.

"Asshole!" She smacked his chest, rolling her eyes. "You get the fucking point. Now, can we run? I’m beginning to feel itchy." She snapped, walking away towards the stairs on her side, leaving him standing by the railing, grinning like a child.

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