He fumbled with his clothes, ruffled his hair, and tried to get back to his feet, but the realization that he had killed a poor girl made him crumble back to the floor.
This just wasn't him. He was forced to do it—forced to protect himself. Right from childhood, he had been caged, abused by his parents just because he was an omega, and now he was trapped in a place as dangerous as this—an underworld of evil beasts that dared to call themselves human. He knew what would become of him if he was ever discovered by Adrian.
Gosh, the trauma that came with even imagining it gave him the chills.
Slumped there, he completely forgot about the impending danger until the ground shook, snapping him back to his senses.
The building had reached its limit. It was falling.
