s's

of her suffering from the room next door. I sat in my study trying to drown out the sounds with the crack

r and over, her voice breaking into

she'd run from me three years ago, vanished like smoke, and then that night, slipped

ttered it. I was wired to protect, to soothe an omega

d a fresh blaze of anger in my chest. We'd been destined, our scents intertwining in that perfect fated way only true mates

door, to claim her and end this madness. But no. She needed punis

aid, Lila, poked her head in, her expression neutral as al

ner? She hasn't eaten all day. The staff is w

l than man. Worried? They had no idea the war ra

teaming broth, fresh bread, sliced fruits-simple fare for someone i

tion. I steeled myself, drawing on every ounce of cold resolve

oral notes laced with desperate need, wrapping around my senses, infiltrating my lungs. The room

other normal alpha, less disciplined, I'd have given in by now, pinned her down, knotted her until she scr

dy glistened with sweat, the thin shift she'd worn now translucent, clinging to every curve like a second skin. She breathed heavily, chest rising and falling in ragged gasps, her full breasts heaving w

dded and glassy with fever. Her lips, swollen and red from where she'd bitten them raw to stifle her cries, par

siren's song-hips flared invitingly, skin glowing with that heat-induced sheen that made her look like a goddess of desire. The way her body

ing on the edge, the mattress dipped under my weight, and I reached out slowly, deliberately pushing a fe

, a low, throaty sound tha

nts tightened further, my cock throbbing painfully, demanding release. Her pheromon

ded, laced with the strain of holding back. "You should eat.

n and need. She stared at me for a long moment, as if struggling to focus through the heat's fog. Then,

u tormenting me like this?

pitiful-tied and trembling, her body betraying her with every quiver, every drop of slick that scented the air. But sexy too, the

, you vanished without a word, leaving me to wonder if you were dead or just... done with me. And that night? You slin

ars falling, her body shuddering a

er voice dissolved into a sob, pitiful and heart-wrenching,

creaming to comfort her, to bury myself inside her and end this for both of us. My hand moved of its own accord, trailing do

reaming for me, isn't it? Slick everywhere, pussy clenching on nothing. And yet, you betrayed me. Tell me, Naomi, wh

gh the daze, but then pain overtook her again. She cr

..." Her words were slurred, sexy in their raw need, drawing my gaze

the pain her words inflicted. If there was no one, then why run? "You never cared that I'm your mate, did you

easts strain against the fabric, nipples begging for attention. Piti

.. Please, help me...

cock aching painfully in my pants. I co

toward the door. "Or don't. Your choice. B

r behind me, her cri

Don't