I hoped I’d die of thirst or hunger, but they found me before that.
Even as I waited for death to come and take me, covered in leaves, dirt, and blood, I breathed. I hadn’t tried to run or hide after it had happened, so I stayed right at the scene of the massacre, lying on the ground, between the torn limbs of the people I once knew. No one could tell the color of my skin, either.
No one could tell its real color anymore. There was black, foul-smelling mud in my long blond hair. I was naked and covered in caked blood when they took me. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental. The names, characters, places, and incidents are fictitious or have been used fictitiously, and are not to be construed as real in any way. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher, except for the use of brief quotations in book reviews. a dark reverse harem omegaverse romance -Īll rights are reserved.
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