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Middle Child Syndrome

_ _ _ _ MXFXF relationship. Please read the note. Please add it to the collection then and support me. All feedback will be appreciated. Check my profile for more work She was not the heiress, the eldest, or the youngest. She just existed in the family, keeping her head down and letting herself wash away until she could leave. "I tried standing out, staying quiet, and even voicing my thoughts. But no matter what I do, I am never acknowledged. Does my existence even matter? After all, it's not like anyone in this family even likes me." Rika Goodwill was the shame of her family. Born the middle 'beta' child of a prominent Alpha-Omega couple, it was natural for her to be neglected compared to her perfect Alpha brother and sweet Omega sister. Her situation outside of her family was no better. People avoided her because of her mafia family and judged her nature without a second thought. Her only friends were the 'sweetheart couple of the century'. But Rika had somehow become a third wheel between their bickering and frequent breakups. Over the course of her 17-year-old life, Rika had come to accept her fate and move on. After all, no amount of complaining would ever change her situation of being a third wheel. Collage was supposed to be her big break. It was supposed to be the time Rika had for herself, where she could feel like herself, so she applied for a place where no one knew her. This was supposed to be her lucky break! Rika was supposed to get away from her worsening life. But neither her family nor her 'friends' were ready to let her go, and it did not take long for her peaceful life to turn sour. ____________ This story will have a straight pairing as well as Yuri and is an omegaverse as well. Female Alphas are Futas. If it's not your cup of tea, leave before you enter. Leave a lot of feedback for me

Holy_mackrel · Urban
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433 Chs

Ch 164: Fun in car

'Everyone is staring at us. I don't want to look up and show my face now.'

As they passed through the lobby, Rika buried her face into Damian's shoulder. She could feel people looking their way and judging her.

The air was thick with tension, Damian's warning growl causing a palpable shift as everyone diverted their eyes from him and Emily.

Thankfully, both of them were dressed in clothes that hid their identity. But it was easy to tell that they were not kidnapping Rika but taking her home with them.

The pheromones in the air did all the talking, causing the passer-by not to ask stupid questions.

At least once, they reached the front desk where the beta receptionist was.

Watching Emily tear the rude and noisy receptionist a new one was a sight. By the end of Emily's grilling, the beta looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Damian seemed uninterested in all this, and his laboured breath let Rika know where his attention was.