Page 116 of Feral Omega

Not a threat.

Never a threat.

"Why don't you come inside?" he asks. Understanding in his dark eyes. "Ivy was asking for you."

Ivy.

Her name, a balm.

A scourge.

A long breath pours out of me.

Want to go to her, see her.

Breathe her in, bask in her presence.

But can't.

Not like this.

Not with the beast.

Cage rattling, howling for blood.

For her.

Shake my head, a sharp jerk.

Thane sighs, runs a hand through his hair.

"I know it's hard," he murmurs. "Her scent, the pull… it's like nothing I've ever felt before. And I know you've never experienced an omega in heat before, so…"

Heat?

What is "heat"?

He blinks at me, slowly.

Realizes I don't understand.

"It's… complicated," he says. Gives up right away.

Heat.

Is that what it is?

Heat is… fire.

Fire, burning inside me.

Can't think about anything else.

Can't smell anything else.

Her.

Just her.

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