Reba lounged in the pack’s main hall, sipping coffee when a human reporter leaned in. “So… is this like the omegaverse?”
Her mug hit the table with a thunk.
“No,” she said, voice flat.
“But—”
She stood, all six feet of alpha glare looming. “Ask me that again and I’ll introduce you to my sister Robin. She’s an Omega. She also sharpens her claws for fun.”
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