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Love Me, My Omega!

Tristan Lee, a dominant alpha through and through, meets Justin Vincent Alvarez—an omega who has never gotten his first heat in his 22 years of life. A fateful encounter between the two intertwines their fates, making them meet over and over again, just because Tristan helps Justin in his first heat. With the things tying their fates together, read how their love story will unfold. _____ The face that I have been longing to see all this time made my heart skip a beat as if I fell in love with him over again. His cat-like icy blue eyes stared at me as if he was looking into my soul, while I felt like I was drowning in them. I was getting sucked in again without any care for what has happened before—for what broke me into thousands of pieces. Just a single look from him made me realize how much I still love him after all this time. "Justin..." I called his name. "Yes?" He responded, feigning innocence as if he doesn't know how much that eye contact affected me. He had a different kind of effect on me that no one could ever compare to. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what I was about to do. I don't feel hesitant in doing this at all. Instead, I feel nervous that he might reject me. He must have hated me a lot after all that. But I can't afford to lose him again. If I do... I might really lose myself this time. "Please love me, my omega." _____ *R18* NOTE: This story contains sexual content and vulgar words that may not be appropriate for some readers. Cover art: @tamailustra Next book: "The Alpha's Downfall" is now up! The story takes place in the same universe.

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Chapter 102

THIRD-PERSON POINT OF VIEW:

"Why are you coming with us?" Tristan frowned, showing his displeasure as he looked at the man with a sharp glare. The man scoffed at what he said. "Hey, I should be the one asking you that. Why are you coming with us? I'm supposed to play with Theodore today," the man said as he glared back at Tristan.

"Oh, is that so? I'm leaving, then," Tristan said as he smiled at him while raising his brows, clearly still annoyed at him.

"No! Uncle, you're not allowed to leave!" A little boy yelled loudly as he grabbed the hem of Tristan's shirt.

He was a kid with straight dark red hair that was almost close to black, sharp amber eyes, a tall nose, pink lips, and rosy chubby cheeks, resembling his father more.

Tistan looked at the man with a smug face as he shrugged. "What do we do about this, Xander? I guess he wants me here, too," Tristan said, smiling smugly.