Knot My Alpha
“You were calling to someone.”
Xavier freezes, and his fingers tighten against my blanket. “What?”
“That’s why they locked you up. That’s why they trained you to resist it,” I say, my eyes locked onto his. “You were calling to someone, Xavier.”
His expression flickers; panic and denial warring across his face. “That’s not—” He shakes his head fast. “That doesn’t happen.”
“It does,” I say smoothly, leaning in slightly. “When an Omega is calling for their Alpha.”
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