The Ball

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~ Deimos POV ~ "I thought that you didn't like me that much, but I guess I was wrong. I never thought that you would ask me to dance with you. Well, I can't blame you for choosing me over that bastard. She might become the mate of the Maverick Brothers, but she can never hide that she is just a lowly omega. Who would choose her over me, right?" The girl whispered to me in a raspy voice and the way she was gazing at me was enough to boil my blood in rage. Someone like Nathan certainly deserves a girl like her. They are surely a match made by the goddess. I only asked her to dance with me because I wanted to teach her a lesson for insulting my mate and that, too, in front of me. I don't give a f**k about them or the peace treaty. I am not sure what my father was thinking when he signed

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