Alpha Orion's Obsession
She knew it in her blood that Orion will do nothing to hurt her.
He was a predator - but her predator who protected her.
Before she could argue further, the plane shuddered violently, and warning lights bathed the cabin in an eerie red glow.
"Missile lock!" the captain's voice shouted over the intercom. "Brace! Brace! Brace!"
It was now or never.
"Come," I said to Orion, extending my hand.
Without hesitation, he took it, his large palm engulfing mine, warm and calloused and achingly familiar. The moment our skin connected, a jolt of recognition shot through me—ancient magic, the bond between fated mates, recognizing its other half.