Just an omega: The Lycan's mate.
I asked, my voice low.
Clarice tilted her head, her smile returning. “Of course not,” she said, her tone innocent. “I’m just looking out for you. After all, we’re all part of the same pack, aren’t we?”
Before I could respond, the door opened, and Alejandro stepped inside. His presence was like a storm, his red eyes glowing as he took in the scene. “Clarice,” he said, his voice cold. “What are you doing here?”
She turned to him, her smile never wavering. “I was just checking on Yolanda,” she said, her tone calm and sweet. “Making sure she’s adjusting well to her new role.”