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The Vampire's Omega

Tearing her clothes into two halves he asked. "Who did these to you, who hurt you" His voice rang through her ears, filling the room with anger, which emitted with the desire to kill, and truly, he was going to rip who so ever that had caused these injury on her. "Bella speak" His voice calm but threatening when he mentioned her name, she looked up at him immediately, the sparks running through her body, as he covered her body with his, preventing the other occupants who was standing, to see what belonged to him. Bella watched as they shivered with fear as her mate, the vampire king growled with anger. "Him, he hurt me" Bella said, and with a loud growl, Blade ordered, "Bring me a dagger!" Blade shouted, It was not a request, it was an order. Bella Manchor was the omega to the air winder pack, she was not just an omega, she was a wolf less werewolf. Her life was difficult, but became like hell when she got mated to the most wicked, arrogant, deadly and vile alpha, alpha Lucas, who used her for his sexual pleasures and afterwards, rejected her, but as fate may have it, she ran away from the pack, running into the hands of the vampires. Blade Hemlock is the vampire king, he is known to be ruthless, dangerous, dark, no regard to any law. The rogues attacking on the vampires, in their lands. Then he sent few of the best men to guard the land, where the rogues mostly attacked. Unfortunately, a girl, a werewolf ran into their lands, and his men took her, as a defiler. But she was not just a werewolf defiler, who had come running into his land, it was his mate, his long awaited mate has ran into his hands, hurt, with so much injuries on her body, half dead. Would Bella accept her mate after what had been done to her, would she want to be loved again, by her new vampire mate.

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Chapter 26

  Slowly, she strode to the door, arranging her hairs, she was not going to be scared of him, she was not going to be scared of the guards or any make she encounters on her way out. Lucas had made her believed that all men were lunatics and dangerous towards a woman and she had fell for his trap.

  But it wasn't her fault if he had convinced her a lot on that mental ideology which had sounded mundane to her at first but after that.....her breath hitched, remembering the previous night, which she was trying so damn hard not to think of, but it was impossible not to think about how you are raped and abused and then rejected by the same person who was destined to be your mate and who had taken the last pride in you. And all she wanted to do was to run away, away from here, away from the entire pack whom she thinks might come looking for her, maybe, she might run to death itself.