The Alpha’s Omega Mate
I spun on my heel, ignoring Leif, who was also shirt- less, wearing jeans that allowed the deep, chiseled V-line to show.
Tattoos and men. Sex and sin. Fucking great. It was everything we didn't need here. I'd been fine without them! My attention slid toward laughter, finding Zayne in his suspenders, with his sleeves rolled to his elbow, smashing his ax through the wood. His bright eyes lifted, meeting mine as a smile played on his full mouth. He turned his head, and my gaze swung to Sian, who was also shirtless and had at least washed the blood off of himself. Eryx had rolled up his sleeves, leaving his olive- colored forearms exposed, showing off his colorful tattoos.
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