Landon's POV
I've always had my doubts before but today I didn't anymore—Adrian is an omega. I've confirmed it.
I'd caught faint traces before: a whiff of vanilla laced with raspberries that left me questioning my sanity. I dismissed it each time as hallucination, as a trick of my imagination. But I couldn't dismiss it today.
I'd always been drawn to him more than I ever wanted to admit. The day he kissed me in the bathroom when we were young, I'd inhaled that scent again—soft, forbidden and unforgettable.
And I buried it. Because he was an Alpha's son. Because my father's enemy could never be the boy I confessed to wanting.
But I'd liked him since then. That kiss had kept me awake more nights than I'd dare admit and I had hoped foolishly that we'd become friends.
