Page 77 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

With a swipe of his finger over myjawit almost feltlike wordsthemselves. Like,I care.

Was that what he was saying?

If so, I wanted to swipe hisrightback.I care.

Liam blinked at the touch as if suddenly understandingexactlywhat I was trying toget acrossand was shocked.

Maybe he should’ve been.

Maybe I should’ve been more than I was.

Imean, I was meandyet I also justspent the past few hours sleeping in a genuine, cozy, beautiful nest with alphas.Two of themtobe exactwitha third looking down at me with molten eyes right now.

Liam might not have been loveable or soft like Cal. Or even authoritative in a way where I knewfor sure thatI was safe and cared for like with Demetri. But with Liam, there was rigidness. Unmovable sureness somehow, and I wanted to be that sure. I wanted at least to be as close as I could be to it.

If that even made sense.

My eyes widened at the electricity that scattered over every nerve ending.

“Demetri said we were going to have dinner. Marko is already in the kitchen and told me to find you,” said Liam.

“He did?”

“The sap wants you to taste something if you were up.”

“Oh, okay.” I could do that. I still remembered the food Marko cooked for me the other night. It was heaven. I could only imagine what he’d cook for a proper dinner.

Taking a step out of his touch, Liam’s hand came up to catch my waist, putting me right back in front of him against the bookshelf where I was.

Quickly, he twisted me back around until I was facing the shelves, looking at the titles up close and personal. He held his gaze down at me and my heart picked up.

I felt a flush turn my cheeks as well as the rest of me as this predator looked down at me with something…

Something like hunger.

“But I think I may like you right here,” he murmured.

My lips parted with a shaky breath.

“You like the idea of me keeping you right here, closed in with me, smart girl?”

I swallowed.

“Speak.”

“Yes.” The word came before I could help it. All Liam did was whisper but it was just as powerful as any bark. I wanted to respond to him.

So I did.

He licked his lips, inching them closer to mine as he spoke. “Hm. So it looks like you aren’t so shy anymore now that you’ve been spending time with the good ones in my pack. Huh? Funny. You think I don’t want to see you with them? With my pack?”

“I don’t–” My heart raced as I looked from his hand, pulling me towards him as I stuttered, back up to his eyes.

“I thought the last time we talked settled this,” Liam murmured into my ear.

Shivers went down my spine and before I could tell myself not to, I arched back into his body. He hummed, or I think it was a hum. It almost sounded like a moan.

I chuckled, wondering just how easy it would be to get the uptight professor feeling a little too much again like he suggested.

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