i's

my body slick with sweat that soaked through the thin sheets beneath me. I tried to move, but ropes bi

something metallic-blood? No, that was just my imagi

hispered in hushed tones among my kind: the relentless burn, the

-a primal storm that ravaged the body from the inside out. My core throbbed with a pain that felt like shards of glass scraping against r

paration for an alpha's claim, making me feel exposed, vu

m elders, romanticized tales from mated friends. "It's intense," t

at left me gasping, tears stinging my eyes. I arched against the restraints, trying to alleviate the pressure, but it only made the slick f

my nightmares and dreams for three long years. His presence hit me like a tidal wave-his pheromones, rich and

was still across the room, leaning against the doorframe with that infuriating smirk

es. "Look at you. Tied up like a present, and now going into heat? How c

s intoxicating, pulling me under, but he was too far. I needed him c

enveloped me, soothing the edges of my pain like cool water on a burn. But his expression was anything but kind-lips curled

ago, Naomi? And that night-why s

ult. My pussy clenched emptily, slick dripping down my thighs, m

in my lower belly that made me cry

omega. But you're the one who betrayed me, aren't you? Helped my enemies plot against me. An

heat was overpowering my thoughts, turning everything into

w pathetic. You need my help now, do you? After everything? But tell me, Naomi-who's been taking care of your heats these past years? You must have

n another wave of agony. Slick gushed anew, my hips bucking involuntarily against the air. I squee

ughly, forcing me to meet his gaze. The contact was electric-his skin on mine sent sparks of relief th

u-thought you were just a simple, scared omega running from her fate. But no, you're a mastermi

hrobbing ache that radiated from my core to every limb. My skin felt like it was splitting o

from today, you're my enemy too. That's why you ran, isn't it? Wanted nothing

g heat-not just for pleasure, but for survival. Without relief, the pain could dr

e. I won't let you go. I'll cage you here, in this room, like the traitor you are. You'll never see that alpha of yours again. You want t

sted, a vise around my womb, making my vision blur. I lunged against the ropes, ignoring the burn on my wrists, a

ed, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, he pried my fingers off, his touch lingering ju

dure it. Maybe next time you'll

n, unchecked, my body a battlefield of fire and emptiness. Slick continued to flow, my pussy aching for what it couldn't have, every nerve

ly, trying to stem the tide, but i

more. Omegas were wired for this dependency, our biology a cruel joke that demanded submission to alphas

erish, slick coating my thighs in a sticky mess, my breaths shallow pants. The ropes chafed raw wounds, but they were nothi

ing form. "Still alive?" he mocked, his eyes scanning me wi

I croaked, my voice

s. The great schemer, begging like a whore. Did your other alpha m

"There... there

g away. "Suffer, Naomi.

. I squeezed my eyes shut, legs trembling as I fought the urge to scream. In the A/B/O world, alphas were protectors, caregivers during

dges-his face mocking me, his scent a phantom tease. Slick dried and renewed

ies, hating my omega nature,

torment... it was unimaginable, far worse than the stories. And with Elias's c