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[Mature Content: No rape] 

“A recessive omega and a mateless supreme Alpha”

He was incapable of having a mate nor falling in love from the moment he became the only existing supreme alpha. He ruled the world, he ruled them, everything was in the palms of his hands and everything belonged to him. 
Yet he couldn’t have one thing. ‘A mate ’
But he, with her, felt a spark—a tiny spark. It’d ignited like a flame, and though it was too little to confirm if they were mates, who cared? He didn’t! That tiny spark was all it took! 
And he, Valeric Jones, has found what he sought.  
And he was obsessed! 
Does it matter that he was incapable of falling in love? That he was a man unable to feel certain emotions?
No!
She belonged to no one from the moment he laid eyes on her, and he will make her his! Stella Ferguson was locked in his very palms: her smile for him, her words for him, her time for him, and her love… Only for him.
She was the shelter and the salvation he sought, the tenderness he yearned for. Yet, the real question was… would Stella Ferguson ever love the man she has been sold to? A man she hated from the very depths of her heart? One she could never stand!
And would Valeric Jones himself ever find himself capable of loving her despite his incapability and the desire he holds for her?

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From the dimmed look in his eyes, Stella wondered if he was annoyed. Alphas hated recessive omegas even more because of their fragile bodies. This was the sort of thing they hated dealing with. Recessive omegas like her didn't have the ability to heal slowly like the others did, therefore, why a hospital was built just for them.

But then again, she doubted it was the case with Valeric. His eyes never held light and were emotionless most of the time, so this wasn't new. Also, he took care of her when she was sick, so she was sure he wouldn't get mad at her because of this. Still, she could be wrong.

Blinking nervously, she lowered her gaze to her fidgety hands. "If you are annoyed, I can-"

"You're hurt." Valeric sounded concerned, finally looking at the wound on her forehead. He stood up from the bed, grabbed her by the armpits, and lifted her to her feet. "Does it hurt too much?"

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