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Percy Watts sipped on some hot chocolate before cutting into the slice of blueberry cheesecake on the table in front of him. It was nearly four in the morning, and he hadn’t gone to bed yet. There were too many thoughts swirling inside his head, and he had to work through them before he could fall asleep. For what felt like the thousandth time over the past twenty-four hours, he debated internally if he should go through with his plan of attending the next auction at the alpha auction house that came highly recommended by Gregory and Ashton, his fellow omegas who were in the same line of work as him.