Eleven

Damien

I stepped out of the omega house after a handful of them had gathered to express gratitude for my kindness. Responding with a nod, I walked away, heading back to the main pack house with a burden in my chest.

My heart nursed my confusion and longing for Katana. At first, I lied to myself that I wasn't helping the omegas for Katana and assured myself I was going to put as much space between us as possible but I couldn't control myself and ended up in the omega kitchen in search of my mate.

My body had become a slave to my need and the flaming desire for her burned bright but I couldn't have her. The distance between us was too wide to bridge.I couldn't belittle myself to mark an omega and end up losing the respect of my pack mates.

But Katana's presence brought an animalistic hunger, filling me with raw need. I wanted her so badly that it manifested as physical pain.

Unfortunately, our society's standards were like a stone wall separating us forever.

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