The Omega He Banished
"I noticed the way her gaze kept gravitating to you. The way you watched her every move. And that silent communication when she held back, and you stepped in. It’s written all over you, Elliott. So tell me, Alpha, is she your mate?"
The question hung in the air, weighted with implication. I met her gaze, held it. The truth, raw and undeniable, pulsed within me. "Yes," I heard myself say. "She is."
A soft gasp escaped Rika's lips, and then her face broke into a wide, joyous smile. She launched herself forward, wrapping me in a tight, unexpected hug. Her embrace was warm, smelling of earth and healing herbs, a scent I’d associated with safety since childhood. "Oh, Elliott! My dear boy! I’m so
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