CIAN
Her weight sagged against me. I held her steady, one arm wrapped around her waist while the other braced against the column behind her.
"I feel drained," she whispered. Her voice came out thin and shaky.
"The marking does that to most." I pulled back enough to look at her face. Her eyes were half-lidded and unfocused. "Given that you're an Omega, it's a wonder you can still move straight."
She laughed. The sound was breathless and weak. "I don't think I can. I feel very light. Everything seems like it's spinning."
Her knees buckled. My hand shot out and caught her before she could hit the ground. I pulled her up against my chest and her head lolled against my shoulder.
"I'm sorry," she mouthed.
I liked the way her voice sounded when she was out of it. It just did something to me.
"I'll take you to bed."
