Chapter 29

If Declan had been a gambling man, he’d have betted that any intimate interactions between Marcus and himself would have to be initiated by the latter.  Marcus had been hurt too many times and much too badly for Declan to be surprised by his distrustfulness and chronic hesitancy.  Just a week ago, Marcus had been afraid of just about everything related to his own kind, to say nothing of how afraid he’d been of Alphas in particular.  It was still all too easy to remember the way that Marcus had watched him, fear a sickly scent on his skin and acid-sharp adrenalin dilating his pupils.  

Now, as Marcus’s mouth landed on Declan’s without warning, it was something else entirely making his pupils dilate.  

Sometimes, Declan though that Marcus worried too much about the nonconsensual empathic link they shared, because while Omegas had a natural understanding of emotion, most of it was Greek to Declan.  Now was no different