Semua Bab The Hound Alpha's Omega : Bab 21 - Bab 23

"...and I said no," Roman repeated. "You haven’t gone deaf, have you?"My breath caught as I stood at the counter, slicing tomatoes. The knife slipped from my hand, clattering against the cutting board. I glared at him. "You can’t leave Viktor in there. He did nothing to you."Roman smirked from across the kitchen countertop, tossing a slice of kiwi into his mouth and shaking his head.He’d been hostile and cold since I woke up, his mood a trigger over my already fraying nerves. The heat burned within me, a relentless fire in my bones, and I didn’t need his attitude making it worse.He knew. The heavy air around me was impossible to ignore, and it only seemed to fuel his anger.Roman hadn’t left last night. I’d walked in this morning to find him sprawled on my couch, staring at the ceiling. I was shocked he hadn’t trashed my place in his rage.I wondered if he’d heard my whimpers in the night, but I was too scared to ask, too afraid of what might come of it."Roman, you can’t just—"

My body burned—need turning to agony, agony into anticipation for relief that wouldn’t come.“No one makes me this mad and lives after the first time.” Roman’s voice was a low growl as he closed in, crouching until he filled my vision. “But you’ve always been… a different breed.”The haze pressed heavy, choking my senses. My body didn’t feel like mine anymore.I tried to shove him away, scramble toward the door—but his fist tangled in my hair, yanking me back. A heartbeat later, his hand clamped around my throat, fingers pressing just enough for my pulse to hammer frantically against his grip.“You’re a bad liar,” he murmured darkly. “That bastard’s scent is all over you.” His hold tightened. “Maybe I should mark you—make sure there’s no confusion. Hm?”Fear spiked in my chest. “No… don’t—”“I’m done begging, Stasia.”No. If he marked me, the pain it would cause Hermes would be unbearable—worse than tearing the bond apart entirely. My fingers spread weakly against Roman’s chest, but I