LIRA(The Jealous Omega with Poisons)

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I always smelled like roses. Soft. Safe. Loved.

The kind of scent that earned gold-threaded collars and candlelit beds. The kind of scent Alphas wanted to build dynasties with.

And for a while, I was everything.

Until she showed up.

Zaria. The unbound. The unfucked. The unnamed.

She walked into every room like she’d spit on the throne if someone dared offer it. And worse?

They loved ...