She showed me what it could be like if I had someone to love and protect and cherish. Someone to live for.
Now the dark doesn’t feel safe. It doesn’t feel good. It rips and tears at my soul.
She took that from me.
Halley Sparks.
Omega Specialist Sparks.
My mate.
No.
No, no, no.
No!
She'snotmy mate,notmy Omega, 'cause an Omega doesn’t hurt her Alpha. Not the way she hurt me and my brothers.
From the very second she joined our squad in that training camp, it was game over. A new reality started. A branch splintered off and the old way of living suffocated and died. Abright new dawn, flooding the dark maw of my previous life with her magnificent light.
Hope. Fuck. She had me feeling hope.
I’ve never been one for denying myself pleasure. I usually see something I want and take it.
But I kept my hands to myself… for her. She needed time to discover what took me a second to know.
She would make us a Pack. A family.
For weeks, I watched her push through her fears and rise to the occasion again and again. I watched over her while she slept, gritting my teeth so hard they almost cracked when she’d toss and turn in her unsatisfactory nest.
If she allowed it, I would’vebeenher nest. She could've dug a hole in my chest and curled up inside.
I don’t want that anymore.
No.
Now, I want to carve a hole inherbelly and search deep. Somewhere in that little, treacherous body is the true reason she left me.
She told us we wouldn’t want her because she’s ‘defective’.
Infertile.
It makes no sense. Why the fuck would I care?
I crouch down beside her, barely displacing the air with my silky movement, and inspect the sleeping creature.
Is this what a defective Omega looks like? All soft skin and long lashes resting on her cheeks?
She told us we wouldn’t want her because of it.
But it changed nothing for me. Not the way I feel. Or how I burn for her to be mine. I don’t give a shit if she can’t have pups. I ain’t father material.
Yet, it seemed like a big thing to her.
… Maybe it was just an excuse.
A lie.
