Page 145 of Foxy Filthy Omega

I wanted to comfort him. I wanted to hold him tight and promise I wasn’t mad, but I couldn’t do that no matter how badly I wanted to.

Grabbing the sheet, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and got up. My legs tried to give out but Soren caught me before I could fall.

I pushed off of him and he let me go. Didn’t even try to fight to keep me by his side. It was stupid to be mad that he wasn’t trying to manhandle me, but this wasn’t a feeling I could control.

Thankfully, I had the strength to cross the room and stomp into the bathroom.

Sticky fluids between my legs told me we’d stopped using condoms at some point and Soren wasn’t the only one at fault for that.

I could have easily asked him for one or had them delivered from the store, but I didn’t even though I knew exactly what could happen if a certain alpha’s cum filled me up.

Granted, I didn’t think it would happen with Soren too, but I should have known better than to risk it when he made it so easy to rely on him.

I turned on the bathroom light and inspected my reflection in the mirror.

My eyes were definitely not blue anymore.

Fuck.

I clenched my hand into a fist instead of punching the mirror, digging my nails into my palm until I smelled blood.

The pain helped me focus.

It wasn’t like this was the first time this has happened. All I needed to do was detox from his pheromones and I’d go back to being an alpha.

Except there was always the chance that I wouldn’t this time.

Lucy didn’t need me anymore. River may be my fiancée but she didn’t need me either. Our engagement was a fucking sham – nothing more than a business deal.

“Should we go see a pheromone specialist?” Soren asked, hovering just outside the bathroom door like he wanted to give me some space but nottoomuch. “They would know how to undo a bond, right?”

“This isn’t your fault.” I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to comb out the tangles.

“It has to be,” Soren insisted. “If it was your fault,myeyes would have changed color. That’s how it works, isn’t it? I don’t actually know. They don’t really go into it in the romance books.”

God, what was wrong with me?

I’d barged into his apartment and taken advantage of his rut when I knew he was younger than me and probably inexperienced. I hadn’t expected him to bethatinexperienced, but still. I was the only one who’d been in their right mind.

There was no reason for Soren to blame himself, but I just couldn’t bring myself to reassure him no matter how badly I wanted to because I wasfurious.

I was so angry with myself for letting this happen, like I didn’t know any better.

Now I had to figure out how to get out of here without letting anyone know I wasn’t an alpha anymore.

I was anomega.

How Soren hadn’t figured it out yet, I had no idea. He was drenched in my pheromones and he still didn’t know.

But he’d figure it out eventually.

I caught his eye in the mirror, contemplating if I should kill him or not.

My heart squeezed so hard I gasped, grabbing my chest as I tried to bear the sudden, sharp pain that felt worse than a heart attack.

We didn’t have a bond, but there was something between us. Something strong enough that the thought of permanently cutting him out of my life hurt me just as badly as it had when Leo had disappeared, never to be seen again.

Soren’s eyes widened, but he didn’t try to touch me. He stalked off, muttering something I couldn’t hear which was honestly for the best.

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