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“I am.”
“Have you ever… explored with another Omega?”
“If you’re asking if I’ve knotted Omegas before, thenyes, I have. But never with the intention of mating one. Only with the purpose of satisfying an Omega through her heat.”
“But with me…?” I prompt him, wanting to make sure I understand the difference.
“With you, I want to explore everything,” he says, his gaze falling to my lips. “I want to taste you. Knot you. Nest with you. Adorn you with gold. Learn everything about you. Fly with you.” His eyes meet mine once more. “No one has ever appealed to me in this way, Omega. I want to see what this is, what we might be together.”
I shiver, his honesty refreshing and also terrifying.
Because he’s offering more than I’ve ever dreamed possible.
A future.
A potential pairing.
A Drakonian Alpha mate.
I would be a fool to say no to exploring more with him.
So I respond with the only words that make sense. “Okay. I accept your courtship, Alpha Oros.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
OROS
It’son the tip of my tongue to correct her, to tell her my true title. But instinct holds me back. An instinct born of age and caution.
In my near millennium of life, I’ve never met an Omega like Taliana. A female I’m salivating over because of her scent alone.
My dragon is pounding at my chest, demanding that I claim this female. He’s convinced she’s mine.
But I don’t know her.
Not yet.
She could still be a trap, just like her mother was for her father. Assuming that story is even true.
Although, her displeasure was palpable when she mentioned her mother. And thus far, everything she’s told me felt truthful.
However, I need to be sure. One hundred percent certain. No room for doubt. Absolutely, positively clear on her intentions.
And I am nowhere near there yet.
Still, I have to start somewhere. Because this female might be my everything. My mate.My future queen.
Which means I have to give this a chance. To truly court her, just like I said.
Flames, Onyx is going to lose his shit when he finds out.
But I can’t think about him right now. Not with the delectable Omega sitting in my lap, staring up at me with beautifully starry eyes.
She looks so hopeful, her gaze locked on me with a reverence I probably don’t deserve.
But I can’t question it.
I just want to embrace her. Experience the present. Indulge in this alluring Omega. And fucking kiss her.
