Chapter 45: Gain her trust

A year later.

August.

Marcus woke up feeling hazy. But not as haziness as a few days ago. He could be sure his rut had died down.

He opened his eyes but quickly squinted them as a sharp stingy feeling shot straight to his brain. At the same time, his head was having a bad migraine. Even when he felt a sticky sensation and a disgusting smell of whatever the hell it was, Marcus could not find the strength within himself to pick him up to clean the mess that was his.

After a good while, Marcus heaved out. He opened his eyes to the cold greyish ceiling, blinking a few times. His mind was completely blank of thought.

His wolf felt tired, too. It looked dull.

A year later.

Unlike omegas, which had their suppressant, alpha did not. So, Marcus had two choices. One was to be with Giselle; the other was to spend his rut alone.

The first choice obviously did not his cup of tea. For Giselle still had her obstacle of him touching her. It to