o P

led backward, my shoulders hitting the cold plaster of the hallway wall with a dull thud. I didn't

ith a jealousy so potent it was ugly. "You were

s hurt. He wasn't concerned for my well-being. He was asking if his p

mask of weary grievance. "You're asking me?" I shot back, my

his rage. He paced the narrow hallway, his face a storm of conflicting emotions. Finally, he

tening into a placating purr. He reached out, intendin

d, and his hand

was enough. The darkness returned to

onless. I knew the truth would be a far greater blow

s fragile pride. The idea that the gift he'd so careful

's impossible. No Alpha can ignore an Omega in heat, unless..." His eyes narrow

I did exactly what you told me to do. I endured it, for our future

g my shoulders and shaking me violently. My head snapped back and forth. "Did you think

s, bruising me. "You filthy Omeg

aze of dizziness, my focus sharpe

artled him. "My place is as your fated mate, Bradford

ie he had so casually desecrated,

e was a grievous sin, one that could have

out?" he blustered, his

orial whisper that was for his ears alone. "I can sm

nered animal realizing the trap had sprung. He had thought me oblivious, a fo

bit

anic. His hand flew up, open and ready to strike, to s

. I just watched him, my violet eyes

ir. He had expected me to cower, to cry. He didn't k

hen you're done, think about what the Lycan Prince will do

e water, extinguishing the fire

's cold, golden gaze. The chilling weight

e, trembled. Then, with a shuddering

he looked at me and saw not a possession,

was ter