Fierce return of an omega
“She is not.”
Relief flashes across her face, brief, foolish.
“She is something else.” Rey finally looks at me. There is warning in her eyes.I ignore it.
“She is mine.”
The declaration hits like thunder. My wolf surges, demanding blood and submission. The elders exchange uneasy glances. Tradition strains under the weight of my words but none challenge me. None dare.
“Proceed,” I ordered.
REY’S POV
This is dangerous. Not because of the pack. Because of him.
Karl’s dominance is a living thing, pressing against my senses, reacting violently to the ritual space, to the magic humming in my veins. The bond he wants to create isn’t just physical. It's territorial, emotional, spiritual.
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