Warning: abuse, gore, and torture ahead!

Cedrick's POV

I crouched down low, seeing the frightened girl cuddled up in a ball in the corner. At first, I thought she'd been hiding out in the broom closet under the stairs, but I quickly realized that this was her room. She was no older than 12, but there was no mistaking the scent coming off her.

She was an Omega...

My wolf was growling furiously. Her small body was covered in bruises and for some reason, she smelled like sex and desire.

And Alpha Harry!

I tried to suppress the growl that threatened to rip past my lips. If I did, the...