Marked In His Rut: The Alpha's Forgotten Omega
“I love Sora. I have always loved him. He’s not and will never be a rebound, you piece of shit!”
Malphaus crawled into the back of my head. “Yes. Strike him. One slash. That’s all it takes.”
I let Damien go fast. A painful pounding started in my head. I stepped away panting hard. Damien got up, fixed his collar, dusted himself off, and looked at me. “You’re not alright in the head, are you?”
I decided it was a waste of time. I got in my car and drove off. In the rear mirror I watched Damien get smaller and smaller.