I hadn't meant to touch her that long.But once my hand found her waist once I felt the way she froze beneath my grip it was hard to pull away.
She was trembling, but it wasn't just fear. It was control. The kind that cracked at the edges when someone pushed too far.And damn, I'd always liked pushing too far.
Her scent was faint, diluted by suppressants. She'd taken them recently i can tell but they couldn't hide what she was. Beneath the bitter edge of medicine, her natural sweetness still lingered, soft and wild, like spring rain over fire.It wasn't overpowering, but it was there. Real. Raw.
Most Omegas reeked of desperation or compliance.But this one, she was fighting it. Fighting me.
And then she said his name.Leonel.
That was what caught me.
Of all the Alphas in the world, that was the one she knew?
