Possessed by His Mark
As the music slowed and our dance came to an end, he suddenly asked me a question that caught me off guard.
“I’m curious about your identity,” he said, his voice calm yet probing.
I opened my mouth to respond, unsure of what to say, when Alexander abruptly stepped forward. His presence was cold, like a shadow overtaking the light.
“She’s just an Omega,” Alexander interjected, his tone clipped and dismissive. His words weren’t directed at me but at Alpha Gideon, as if he wanted to put me in my place.
Alpha Gideon fell silent for a moment, his thoughtful expression faltering. I felt Alexander’s cold eyes shift to me, his gaze sharp and commanding.
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