The Genius Delta
Molly, one of the omegas that work as a maid here in the packhouse, bowed her head meekly before looking at Cillian.
“Aleph.” She smiled shyly, giving him a flirty look, and Nadzieja was inching forward, wanting to snatch the bitch’s eyes out.
I must have had less control over her than I thought because a murderous growl emanated from me, making Molly yelp. Her eyes went wide as if suddenly aware of the very real danger she was in for looking at my mate that way. I only relaxed as Cillian’s arm wrapped tighter around me, pulling me closer.