The Stained Omega by Elle T Jefferson

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I sit on the floor with my back to the door. for the seventh night in a row I’m listening to Anna sob to herself in the shower. I know what’s happening in her dreams, she doesn’t realise it, but she talks in her sleep. I listen as her father beats her, as John attacks her and dumps her in a cage, tonight I listened as I tormented her. Each time she speaks in her sleep it kills something inside of me. Since that first night we haven’t spoken about being mates, I haven’t touched her or even spoken. to her intimately. She hasn’t left my bedroom, not once. I bring her food: she pushes it around her plate, and we sit in silence. I want to be there for her but I’m running out of ways to help. Her safe place is the bathroom, any time I try to talk to her she runs into there and hides for hours on end.

‘What can we do Leo?‘ I reach out to my wolf for advice.

‘Are you Alpha?‘ Leo responds

‘What a stupid question, of course I am.”

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“Then be Alpha‘

hell does

be Alpha.‘ What

(Anna)

back to cold. My tears have mixed with the water, I’m not even sure I’m crying anymore. I should get up, I can hear Winter willing me to get up, she’s lending me

like he’s been running his hands through it. His hair is standing on end, which makes him look adorable and young. His eyes are switching between green and yellow, his chest is puffing in and out from his deep breathing. He walks towards me as his eyes settle on green. He carefully opens the shower door and leans down to pick me up. My

I won’t hurt you Anna, not ever.” As he talks my eyes are drawn to his mouth, I don’t know why I do it, I’m like a moth to the flame. I lean in and land a feather light k*ss on his

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As his tongue blends with mine fireworks go off in my head, it’s like Christmas, fresh cookies and sunny days all rolled into one giant ball of goodness. I moan into his mouth and pull him closer with my hands in his hair. I can’t get enough of his taste. I try to

the weapon I feel pressing between my thighs says he’s anything but mad.

you.” I say as I try to reach his mouth again, damn his immovable arms. “I’m