The Cursed Alpha King is My Second Chance Mate
Only vulnerability.
That was the moment I’d known.
She wasn’t just an Omega.
She was mine.
And now, the thought of losing her forever made my chest tighten in a way I couldn’t explain... couldn’t admit, even to myself.
"Alpha?" Scott’s voice dragged me back to the present.
I released him with a shove, disgusted—not at him, but at myself.
"Get out," I barked.
For a moment, he just stood there, his gaze locked on mine. Then, slowly, he bowed his head. "Yes, Alpha." He turned to leave, but paused at the door. "Just… think about what you’re asking of us."