Page 66 of Stray Omega

A sense of panic rose up in her chest. Her heart seemed to pummel at the base of her throat, and she struggled to choke back a cry of desperation.

Suddenly, the clouds of steam seemed to close in around her.

She had to get out of here.

She had to run away.

Embla turned toward Jora with tears in her eyes. She clasped desperately at the dark-haired alpha’s hands and begged for help.

“Jora, please help. I need go. You help go. Please…”

“But Embla, your alphas…”

“No tell, Jora. Please help.”

The dark-haired omega glanced around the empty bathing room and sighed again.

“Very well, Embla. If you really want, I will help you escape…”

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