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Although,courtis a relatively new term, one I adopted because he used it yesterday. But it gets the point across.
Except he jerks back like I’ve slapped him.
“What?” he demands, causing me to also take a step back.
Only, he charges toward me as I do, his hand suddenly around my nape as his opposite arm encircles my waist.
“No. We willnotbe courting others. I do not share, Omega.”
I gape at him. “I… I wouldn’t…” I’m so confused. “Alphas court multiple Omegas. Not the other way around. I know that. I know better than to see more than one Alpha.”
There were a few Omegas permitted that privilege in Obsidian Sector—my mother being one of them—but Iwasn’t a dragon. I would never have been forced to take multiple Alpha mates.
And thank the Gods for that.
Oros takes a deep breath, then lets it out so slowly that I wonder if he’s counting down in his head. Because I’ve clearly upset him.Again.
Or maybe not again?
I… I’m still unclear about what just happened here on this balcony.
I interrupted him with another Omega, and he?—
“Gold Sector Alphas do not court multiple Omegas.” He utters the words with such measured calm that I can’t help but shiver.
Because he’s furious.
I can feel his fury now, taste it in the air, see it dancing in his gaze.
Yet his palm on my nape isn’t tense, and his arm around my waist is relaxed.
Somehow, he’s holding all that anger back. And I have no idea why.
“I want to take you on a tour today,” he goes on. “It’s very clear to me that you need to see how things are done here. Because this isnotObsidian Sector. And I am not an Obsidian Sector Alpha. I’m a real fucking Drakonian Alpha. And I will only ever court one Omega.You.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
OROS
Naturally,my brother chooses that exact moment to appear behind Taliana.
His nostrils flare at my declaration, the words powerful and laden with meaning.
Fortunately, he doesn’t remind me that I only just met this Omega.
Unfortunately, said Omega is gaping at me with a mixture of confusion and awe.
When she mentioned courting others, my dragon roared with fury and nearly had me pinning her beneath me.
We will not share, my beast wanted me to say.You. Are. Ours.
But then it became clear that she expected me to entertain multiple Omega mates. And that…thatinsulted my ego.
I’m a fucking Drakonian Alpha.
And not just any Drakonian Alpha, but a Godsdamnprince.
I want one mate. One Omega. Not a flaming harem.
