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Thjis

I rip out the floorboards angrily. It's supposed to be therapeutic to work when you're angry. But, scenting Liam all over our barn floor is not keeping my temper in check. We'll never get the bits and pieces of him out, so I decided to replace the boards. We couldn't get a cement truck here when we first built the barn, so everything is made of wood. A good fucking thing, 'cause I wouldn't want to jackhammer out concrete.

"How's it going?" Carmichael asks, taking a crowbar and starting on ripping the boards out with me.

"Demon ground the punk into pudding."

Carmichael smirks. We work in silence for a while. "Ey, Thjis?"

"Yeah?"

"What does it feel like, to be rejected?" he asks.

I stop working to stare at him blankly. "What the fuck, Carm? How the hell do you think it feels? Like being tickled by fucking bunnies?"

He snorts, then very quietly said, "I rejected my mate."

I explode, my fist flying towards his face before I can stop it.

"I took it back!" he hollers, blocking my strike.

I stop trying to kill him. "Why the fuck would you reject her in the first place?"

"She's an Omega, Thjis."

"Fuck," I exhale. Shaking my head, I just stare at him. He looks at the floorboards helplessly. "A born Omega?" I ask in a hushed whisper. Omegas are rare. Extremely rare. They tend to be created by abuse; when the wolf inside is so hurt that he or she retreats and the feet side has to take over the job of living.

A born Omega is something entirely different. Rare as hell, they are unapologetically sweet and caring. They often end up joining a temple, where they can bring joy and comfort and all that shit to as many wolves as possible. I've heard that born Omegas, true Omegas, can lift your spirits just by being around them. We had one Omega in LoboGris. It didn't turn out well. The LoboGris, and Carm, are complete dicks about Omegas.

"You can't bring her back to that pack," I tell him bluntly.

He shakes his head. "She is perfecta, Thjis. I've never... she's the most uniquely beautiful female I've ever met in my life. Mi conejita, I can't... How did she end up with an asshole like me? I want to know what the fuck the goddess thought she was doing when she came up with that plan?"

"Was your mate angry with what you did?" I ask.

Carm shakes his head. "I don't think she gets angry, sí?" Not really. I hurt her, and seeing those caramel eyes fill with tears... fuck me. I want to kick my own ass every damn day."

"Do you want her?"

"With every fiber of my being."

"Then, do what it takes." I go back to ripping up floorboards. I hope this Omega puts Carm through the wringer. He needs to learn a lesson in arrogance, or he'll end up next to Daan in hell.

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Ezra

I stroke her cheek gently. I can't believe that Cal-beer-belly-Jensen got the drop on me. I should have known something was up. A mountain lion doesn't just come out of the forest and attack a 1000 lb horse in the middle of the fucking day.

My stupidity almost got Lyri raped. It did get her some big punctures in her calves and long gashes in her back and thighs.

I kinda want to dig up Liam's body and make sure that Demon didn't miss any bones; crush the fucker completely.

"Sunshine?" the sleepy mumble makes my heart skip.

"Yeah, love?"

"You OK?"

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