THE LYCAN’S OMEGA
“Little wolf,” he said, voice low and edged in amusement. “You remember, don’t you?”I couldn’t deny it with the way he looked at me.I nodded before I could stop myself.
“Words, Katherine.” The command was soft, but it slid under my skin like a blade.
My throat went dry, the rag in my hand twisting as my fingers tightened around it. “Ye… yes,” I stammered, the word barely making it past my lips.
He stepped closer, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him. “You remember you owe me, don’t you?”
“I… I already paid,” I blurted, the memory flooding back. My cheeks flushed.
One dark brow lifted. “Did you now?” His mouth curved faintly, dangerous in its almost smile. “I never told you if you paid it. You left hurriedly before I could.”
I took a step back, but the edge of the desk stopped me.
“I had to return to the pack,” I breathed, trying to sound steadier than I felt.
His eyes glinted, unreadable, as he braced one hand beside me, caging me in without touching. “And yet… here we are.”
I was too stunned to speak.
“How are you going to pay now?” he asked, voice low, leaning close enough for his scent to coil around me, testing my restraint.
My body remembered what he had done that night. My wolf remembered too. Heat flushed through me, pooling low, and I was certain he could scent it.
“Someone might see,” I whispered.
The corner of his mouth curved, though his eyes stayed sharp. “Then you better keep very, very still.”
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He was never supposed to be more than a stranger.
Omega Katherine Hart after been rejected by her mate of two years
Sneaks out to the city to drown her heartbreak and ends up in the bed of a red eyed wolf.
Reign Salvatore.
The Lycan ruler of the New Haven pack.
But when pack politics turn deadly and a dangerous attraction ignites. Katherine finds out the truth that she is not just an omega. But a key to the Lycan bloodline.