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And because I experienced severe bullying and trauma as a result, I started wearing eye contact. I only take them off when I wish to take a bath or sleep. I tied my hair into a ponytail, taking the rubber from my hand and went into the cold shower to process my thoughts. After that, I went inside the shop to take a nice rest when I fell asleep trying to push away the thoughts of how I met my unfortunate mate. How could I have known I would encounter my mate in a tattoo shop? How could a blind alpha have the same fate as an Omega? The moon goddess was f*****g ridiculous and insane. What was she thinking? Making me meet my mate on the night of the full moon. If I hadn’t gained control of myself, I could have f****d her right there. Her pheromones were hypnotizing and alluring. Ju
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