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Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other.
Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away."
The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry.
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A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution.
A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution.
Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution.

What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night?

Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital.
The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. 
Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution.

Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

Ascension : Dawn Of The Third Evolution

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After all, the waiting room was filled with betas and omegas, all of them susceptible to despair and desperate for a quick fix.

At the end of his second day at work, Julian skipped his usual commute home. Instead, he steered his steps towards Shadowcreek Asylum.

The psychiatric hospital was a relatively small facility. It had a relatively small hospice wing, meaning that it could only accommodate around twenty live-in patients at the same time.

There was another psychiatric hospital around five miles from the Shadowcreek Asylum. It was larger and boasted a higher capacity of beds and more luxurious facilities.

Those with money usually opted to go to this more extravagant hospital.

That being said, Julian, who just recently graduated from a scholarship-funded PhD program and had yet to receive his first salary fit very well with the group of penniless patients who frequented the Shadowcreek Asylum.

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