To escape.
Tohide.
Because I refused to be claimed. I wanted my dreams, my life, mychoice.
And Jonas wouldn’t give that to me.
He’d take me. Mount me. Knot me. Impregnate me. Andownme.
Not. Happening.
My wolf appeared to be completely on board now, allowing me to push myself to my limits as we rushed through the underbrush.
Except a note of excitement wafted around her spirit, giving me pause.
Why are you enjoying this?I wondered.We’re literally about to face the biggest battle of our life. And you’repanting?
Fuck, the damn wolf wassmiling.
It wasn’t an exhausted pant, but a happy one.
Because she could sense Jonas chasing us.
She knew her chosen Alpha was on the hunt.
And my damn animalwantedto be caught.
This was her version of a mating game.
Oh, fuck me,I thought.This is not going to end well.
CHAPTERFIVE
JONAS
Somewhere in North Carolina
Riley’s an Omega.
And not just any Omega, but an Omega going into heat.
Her sweet perfume called to my wolf, forcing me to trail after her along the forest floor. I’d accidentally given her a bit of a head start, mostly because I’d been too busy gaping after her fleeing form to immediately react.
Then I’d kicked off my boots and ripped off my borrowed pants, shifted to all fours, and took off through the woods.
What. The. Fuck?
How had I missed this crucial detail? My wolf had craved the female for months. I’d thought it was the aspect of a challenge that had intrigued him.
But no.
He’d suspected her true form all along.
And it seemed I now had an answer as to why she’d refused to run with me.
Because her petite wolf was all Omega. That explained the size and her instinct to obey.
Her animal was inherently submissive.