Love Me, My Omega!

Tristan Lee, a dominant alpha through and through, meets Justin Vincent Alvarez—an omega who has never gotten his first heat in his 22 years of life. A fateful encounter between the two intertwines their fates, making them meet over and over again, just because Tristan helps Justin in his first heat. With the things tying their fates together, read how their love story will unfold. _____ The face that I have been longing to see all this time made my heart skip a beat as if I fell in love with him over again. His cat-like icy blue eyes stared at me as if he was looking into my soul, while I felt like I was drowning in them. I was getting sucked in again without any care for what has happened before—for what broke me into thousands of pieces. Just a single look from him made me realize how much I still love him after all this time. "Justin..." I called his name. "Yes?" He responded, feigning innocence as if he doesn't know how much that eye contact affected me. He had a different kind of effect on me that no one could ever compare to. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what I was about to do. I don't feel hesitant in doing this at all. Instead, I feel nervous that he might reject me. He must have hated me a lot after all that. But I can't afford to lose him again. If I do... I might really lose myself this time. "Please love me, my omega." _____ *R18* NOTE: This story contains sexual content and vulgar words that may not be appropriate for some readers. Cover art: @tamailustra Next book: "The Alpha's Downfall" is now up! The story takes place in the same universe.

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Bonus Chapter (1) - The First Encounter [Part 1]

[Note: This is not related to the previous chapter.]

TRISTAN'S POINT OF VIEW:

Growing up, I've only ever seen my parents spend time with each other rarely. My mother clearly doesn't love my father, and so does he.

I was told that I was the fruit of the accident that happened between them when my mother got into a heat. It was purely a coincidence that my father was the one who was there when it happened, and that's when my mother's misery began.

I grew up believing that love between two people is something that is hard to come by. What I witnessed as I was growing up made me engrave that at the back of my head.

I knew it was impossible even with all those fairytale-like stories with predictable and cheesy happy endings that were shown in movies and dramas. To me, romantic love was like a myth. How could someone actually come to love you when you meet as strangers? Isn't that weird? How could your life change so much just because of them?

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