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Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

“I love you, Brys," Storm whispered. “Love?” I scoffed. “Do you even know what love is?” I raised a brow at him. “Of course, I do. I love you, Brys," he repeated as he leaned closer to kiss me. “I've had feelings for—” The words died on his lips. His eyes grew wide in shock as blood spluttered from his lips. “Wh... What did you just do?” His gaze went down to the knife I drove deep into his chest. “What's wrong, Storm?” I smirked. "Don't you love me anymore?" I mocked. Though it hurts me to do what I did, I had to do so, for my safety. If I don't kill him now, he won't hesitate to do the same to me, in the future... ***** Mega, a nerd who is obsessed with reading novels and comics, ended up reading a comic that sent his blood boiling. He cursed the omega in the book who was so pitiful that the Alpha used him only to kill him when he felt the omega was useless. Unfortunately, Mega had an accident on his way on an errand, and by a sheer stroke of luck, he found himself in the same trashy comic. And what was more? He discovered that he now resides in the body of the omega who was abused by the Alpha he admired. Now, he's determined to turn his fate even if it means going against the plot, and his stupid system. He was determined not to make the same mistake his former host had...

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The Dark prince

"Chill." I discreetly took a step towards him, glancing around the empty hall to be certain there were no maids around.

He watched me, like a scared dog, trying to know what I'm doing. "Your tattoos are beautiful," I closed the distance between us, making certain that I didn't walk fast.

He watched me until I got close to him and touched him. He froze but didn't step back, and that made me fully touch him. I traced the wolf on his back, following the body until I got to a beautiful waterfall.

"How did you get this one?"

"I was the one who discovered it three years ago." He answered, knowing exactly what I was asking him about.

"Wow."

"The number of tattoos on our body signifies our strength. Mine is the number of times I have gone on a successful hunt." His voice got dim a bit.

"Wow."

That explains why the other prince only had three wolves.

"One of your brothers only has three wolves and he —"

"Benda?"

"Hmm."