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I was thirteen when I figured out this trick.
My pre-awakening came early. Even then, I kicked my own ass to relieve stress. When I caught the first baby whiff of my omega perfume, I panicked, just ran and kept running, knowing that as soon as I started to mature, I’d be on the auction block.
A toy for alphas who’ll never see me as a real girl.
I ran so hard, so long, and so fast that the pheromones went away.
When my perfume came back, a track workout sent that shit packing.
The next day, I danced for eight hours and my hormones heard the message. We’re not doing this awakening thing.
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