Page 34 of Your Wild Omega

I shunt my nose into her cheek. “Hom.”

Her lips quiver and the sensation flooding through my chest blinds me. So sweet and pure. I think my ohm enjoys hearing my voice. “Mine,” I add, and she nods.

“Up,” she says, tugging once on my strap. “Let’s go.”

I respond quickly, drawing White Mine with me. When he tries to step away, I clamp down on his arm. I obeyed his request to sit, but somehow our challenge isn’t complete. If I must wear this leather-and-chain thing Mine holds, why does he get to walk around alone? Why can’t I chain him to me?

The uneasy sensation makes me want to growl, but I hold it in, knowing Mine is already worried. We walk back inside the shop,but I don’t release my hold on the slender alpha the whole time while Ohm changes her clothes and talks with the woman with hair the same color as the man in my grip.

After we leave, White Mine talks soothingly to me as we climb inside one of the noisy metal creatures and skim across the roads. “You gave us a fright, Zack, but good job listening.” White Mine leans on my shoulder, pushing me toward the chilly glass. He points with his free hand. “Look. What you saw was a dog.”

I stiffen as I glimpse a different four-legged creature being led by another female as we flash past. I twist to look out the back barrier. “Dog,” I mutter. My hand strays to the device linking me to Mine. The men with the biting sticks back at the fighting territory used to use that word. Is it the same?

Red catches my hand. “Yes, this is a leash, but it’s different. You’re Zack, an alpha, not a dog.”

I’m not a dog. If Mine says so, that settles it. I’m Zack, an alpha with an ohm and—and another alpha.

I swivel to face White Mine. His scent lingers in my nose ever since he touched my face and throat. The thin bones in his wrist rub under my thumb. I could snap them easily.

Would he try to kill me if I injured him? Would we struggle and roll together on the floor? What then? My body would cover his, since I’m bigger, and his scent would rise. I press my nose into the side of his neck. If I pinned him, sweat would coat his skin. I’d lick it off, tasting his fear.

Or maybe he doesn’t fear anything?

The thought catches me off guard and I lean into him, processing. No, it can’t be true, because there was fear in him when he stopped me from chasing the dog.

But not fear of me.

The strange fabric Mine loaded me into before our outing squeezes tightly around me, trapping heat and flesh between mythighs. I squirm. I need to get free. Need to challenge White Mine before I die of curiosity.

I stumble, dizzy, as we get out of the machine in the stinking, shadowed cave. I growl, turning to search for threats, holding White Mine behind me. Strange how I expose my back to him without a second thought these days. The two blue alphas are here as well, and I bare my teeth at them.

“It’s safe,” the sweet-smelling alpha says quietly, tugging on my leash.

Mine feeds me a bit of cake as the stomach-clenching box carries us into the building. I lick crumbs off her fingers, staring at White Mine. I need to know.

My body quivers with hot flushes as we ride the second box and step into the space outside our den. I rip the leash from Mine’s hand—I learned I could do that today—and throw White Mine against the wall. He makes the most satisfying sound, one that makes the lump in my chest thump harder.

I crowd the slender alpha, inhaling as his cake scent floods over me. I reach down and take his lower clothes in my hands and tear. His cock juts out, straining the limits of a scrap of lace. I want him under my power.

I reach down, wondering what it will take to make him snap. The blue alphas move closer, bristling with silent warning.

Mine throws herself in front of me, knocking my hand aside. Her eyes blaze with determined fire. “No, Zack. You must always get consent. You have to ask.”

I stare down at her, vibrating. She’s trying to tell me something important, judging by the rush of shared feeling pulsing in my chest. Mine is always teaching me, and this slender alpha is precious to her. Slowly I press a kiss to her forehead, and then I push her back to stand shoulder to shoulder with White Mine.

He looks at me, our eyes level today. His unexplainable power made him grow taller than his usual size.

I lean in and rest my lips next to his ear, just as he did earlier to me. “Ask.”

Chapter fourteen

Rickon

Zack’s hot breath tickles my ear, sending a rush of molten sensations from my head to my belly. Words can’t describe how fucking sexy he looks, strong arms crowding us in while he’s wearing Callisto’s suit, which has ripped through the crotch, with his blue eyes shining with lust.

Desire. For me as well as Red.

And now he’s asking for my consent. And maybe, just maybe, for something even more precious. Something he doesn’t understand yet. My heart double-beats, my tight corset making it harder to breathe.

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