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My eyes instantly grow heavy as my body relaxes. Sighing contentedly, I snuggle into them and let sleep take over me.

It’s the first night that I’ve ever felt really and truly safe. This is where I’m meant to be.

The last thought I have before I go under, as always, is of my little boy.Don’t worry, baby, Mama won’t forget about you. Never. We’re going to get you justice. I promise you that.

Chapter 11

Jake

The sweet, comfortingsmell of candy apples fills my nose. I sigh contentedly, burying my nose into the source.

I remember the first time I scented her.

Savannah was the senator's daughter, bright, beautiful, and popular. And I was just the scholarship kid who didn’t fit in. At least not until she came into my life. Even then, people only tolerated me because Savannah didn’t put up with anyone’s shit when it came to me.

I was in awe of her; to see someone stick up for me when everyone else brought me down. I never took our friendship for granted.

Savannah and I were good friends at that point. Always hanging out at school. Only, we had never been to one another's houses before.

When we were teenagers, senior year of high school, one day Savannah and I were hanging out. She ended up spilling something on herself and needed to go home and change.

She wasn’t allowed to have people over because of privacy reasons, but her parents were out that weekend, and she invited me in, saying she would be quick.

I waited downstairs for her, playing on my phone, trying to mind my own business even though everything in me wanted to go snooping.

That was until I heard her scream. Thinking she was hurt, I rushed up to her room, threw open her door, and my whole world changed.

Her scent hit me like a ton of bricks. My DNA rearranged itself right in that moment for her.

I knew she was an Omega; she’d presented a few weeks prior, even missed a bit of school because of it.

I’d never gotten a whiff of her scent because her father had her wear a scent-blocking spray as well as Alpha blockers outside the house for her own safety. She couldn’t smell any Alphas, and Alphas couldn’t smell her.

But I was in her personal space, her bedroom. Of course, there wasn’t anything hiding her scent in here.

When I saw her coming out of her bathroom, wrapped in a towel, clearly okay, I took off running, going back downstairs to wait for her.

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