Give Until It Hurts

His pack systemically murdered mine, until I’m the last Omega left. Mine returned the favor until he’s the last Alpha of his line.

I can’t want him, but I do. Each time he touches me, I crave a thousand more. He’s poison, lethal and dangerous, but he might just be the cure I need. 

They say when you pursue the path of vengeance, you dig two graves, but we’re tired of digging. Chains forged in blood and violence bound us, shaped us, but I won’t let hate define us.