Page 27 of Feral Omega

Monster.

Abomination.

Let them fear me.

Better that than pity.

Mind returns to omega.

Thane told us to scent her.

Her fragrance still lingers in my nose, my mouth.

Mouthwatering.

Want to bury my face against her neck.

Drink her in.

Consume her.

A possessive snarl builds in my chest.

The omega... Ivy.

Mine.

No.

Dangerous thoughts.

Thane would rip my throat out.

I'm already missing enough of it.

Wouldn't be able to scent her at all then.

Fingers twitch with the urge to tear down the door. To see her, breathe her in.

She smelled of fear too.

Acrid and sharp beneath the allure.

I could protect her.

Wrap her in my arms, shield her.

No.

Who am I fooling?

I'm a beast, a killer.

I'd snap her delicate bones just holding her.

But I ache to try.

To press my marred face to her silken skin. To feel her hands on me.

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