Page 198 of Kingdoms of Night

Ugh.

It didn’t help that I now knew exactly what I was working with.The man has the body of a god.

All lean lines. Muscular planes. Lickable abs. And a knot I very much wanted to acquaint myself with.

Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it.

Oh, but I was absolutely thinking about it. That thick girth. His impressive package. Those heavy—

Stop,I snapped at myself.He’s not ours.

My wolf huffed again, irritated by my denial. She’d wanted him for months and felt certain we were finally going to have him.

And that knot.

Inside me.

Securing us together.

In blissful agony.

I clenched my jaw. Or I tried to, anyway. But my wolf refused the action.

I could take back control, force her to heel, and shift back into human form. However, I was a bit concerned by how that would impact my impending heat. It was obviously already altering my mental faculties—hence the very beautiful image of a naked Jonas still gracing my thoughts—and shifting might worsen my current state.

A low whimper left my mouth again, the moan one I couldn’t quite hold back.

It’d been so long since I’d indulged in sex. I’d been with a few Betas, as well as a few humans. But never an Alpha. For obvious reasons. I didn’t want to be claimed against my will.

However, the more I considered Jonas, the more I wouldn’t mind him claiming me.

Which scared the shit out of me because I knew that was my heat talking, not my mind.

Not ours. Not ours. Not ours.

Think about what he’ll do when he finds out the truth, I thought.Think about how angry he’ll be.

I’d defied the value of being an Omega by taking suppressants. As an Alpha, he would be furious with me. He’d probably punish me by refusing to knot me.

At least for a period of time.

Long enough to make me beg.

Reallybeg.

A low growl formed inside me at the thought.I hate him. I hate Alphas. I hatethis.

But mostly, I hated that I wanted Jonas.

This would be much easier if I truly hated the man. Alas, he hadn’t done anything to warrant my hatred.

Other than exist, anyway.

I released a long sigh, this one trailing through my wolf. She was the epitome of calm, her ears perked and listening for Jonas’s return.

No thoughts regarding our survival.

No thoughts of running.

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