Peach’s POV:
My world feels like it's crumbling around me, with nothing going right. The indifference of my mates cuts deep, leaving me feeling like a mere shadow in their presence. Their callous request for solace only when it suits their desires speaks volumes about their true intentions. The frustration of enduring this prolonged heat cycle in silence gnaws at my very core, yet the thought of confiding in them feels like a betrayal of my own self-respect.
"I'm quietly desperate as a wolfless omega," I mutter to myself, a bitter taste lingering on my tongue. The realization of my unmet desires hangs heavily over me, a weight I can't seem to shake off.
Waking up to find my bed drenched from a restless night's dream only adds to my turmoil. Hastily changing the sheets, I discard the soi
