Desperate Omega by Lizzy Bequin EPUB & PDF

Desperate Omega (QUARANTINE OMEGA #6) by Lizzy Bequin EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online

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  • Authors: Lizzy Bequin
  • Language: English
  • Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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Nine years later…
I race through the darkness, a shadow among shadows. My feet are as soft
as whispers against the forest floor. My senses are as sharp as the point of
the spear I hold in my hands.

Silvered shafts of moonlight penetrate through the branches above me. The
warm air is laden with the rich smell of humus and bitter scent markings of
the wolves who roam this territory. Somewhere nearby, a night owl sings a
hooting song. He is a hunter, like me.

Other omegas would never dare to travel through the forest alone,
especially not at night, but I’m not like other omegas. Almost as soon as I
started to walk, my fathers took me with them on their hunting excursions.
They taught me how to use a spear and how to follow the spoor of wild
creatures—of wolf and deer, bear and boar.

When I got older, I started hunting on my own. My fathers didn’t like that.
They didn’t like it at all. Syra, you could get hurt, they said. Syra, you could
get lost. Syra, you could die.

They soon learned the futility of their warnings. I am stubborn. It is a trait I
inherited from my mother, or so I’ve been told.
Well, I haven’t died yet, and I’ve always managed to find my way back
home. I may have gotten hurt once or twice along the way, but I wear my
scars with pride, as an alpha would do.

But tonight I have not ventured into the wilderness to hunt.
I am here for another reason. A shameful one.

I am dressed in my usual garb. Two flaps of softened deerhide cover my
loins and backside, but leave my legs bare and free for running. A similar
piece of material encloses my chest, with laces running up the front. I’ve
got the laces pulled tight, to keep my stupid breasts from bouncing all over
the place while I run. My hair is tied back in a knot to keep it out of my
eyes. My feet are bare, the soles tough as leather from years of running.

In my hands, I carry a spear that I fashioned with my own hands. A wooden
haft as long as I am tall, tipped with a steel blade I scavenged from the
ruins. Over my shoulder is slung a leather satchel. It is filled with other
tools—tools which I did not fashion, and which I have never used before
tonight.

Topping a rise in the terrain, I pause and look back the way I came.
Through the gaps in between the trees, I can just make out the Central
Ruins, many miles behind me.

My home.
Long ago, that city would have glowed the whole night through, so the
elders say. Now it is dark, save for a few sentry fires that glimmer like
fallen stars in the distance.

I often wonder what it would have been like to live back then. Back before
everything changed. If I’d been born back then, I wouldn’t be a stupid
omega. I wouldn’t have to worry about going into heat. I wouldn’t have to
endure the hungry stares of the alphas. Nobody would care if I made babies
or not.

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