I’m Not an Omega

“There’s an Omega among us.” I was the twin sister of the sub-male lead in a dark, mature BL novel, more accurately, I was his Beta twin sister. The male lead of the novel I was transmigrated into was a madman who would destroy the sub-male lead right in front of the protagonist for so much as a glance. And here I was, pretending to be my brother at an academy filled with nothing but alphas after he ran away. “And I know who that Omega is.” The male lead’s crazed red eyes were fixed on me. He clearly had another problem with me. “So, I plan to mark that Omega today.” I felt the gazes of every alpha in the room turn towards me. “Anyone want to join me?” At the male lead’s words, the s...