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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 339: Nothing happened

"Why are they not back yet? Just what happened? Fuck! I am so worried about Fey and Charon! Just where are they?"

Flourite repeated the exact words for the fourth time in fifteen minutes. The lack of sleep was getting to him, but he refused to give up and go to sleep. He was going to wait for the pair to return.

That was what he had said five hours ago. It was early morning now, and Flourite was still awake.

Sleeping felt like a waste of time, even if he could not achieve anything by being aware.

"I know you are worried about your sister and Charon, Flourite. But you should go to sleep for now. Your tired self will be of no help to them."

The landlady spoke softly, and she placed a hand on Fluorite's shoulder to calm him down.

But as soon as she touched Flourite, he flung her hand away and looked back with an angry expression on his face.