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Gritting my teeth, I followed her fragrance into the bathroom and froze just outside of the glass-doored shower.

My confident, mouthy Omega was currently curled up into a tiny ball on the floor while water rained down over her.

Another image of that fateful night washed over me, one of her doing that very thing in the shower I’d taken her to after rescuing her from that hole.

“Please, I’ll… I’ll do whatever you want,” she’d whispered. “J-just don’t ground me again.”

“I’m not going to ground you,macushla,” I’d promised her.

I broke that promise today,I realized, a pang splicing through my heart.Fuck.

All her thoughts—the disjointed ones that had caused me to shift back into my human form—suddenly made sense.

I believe you.

Not free to shadow.

Not free to run.

Not safe.

Can’t be trusted.

I winced all over again, realizing that she’d likely been referring to me with those last two lines. The simple act ofgrounding herhad destroyed her faith in me.

And rightly so, given our history.

“Vana,” I murmured, kneeling beside the shower. “I’m so sorry, macushla.” The endearment was one I hadn’t used since the night we’d first met. It’d been reserved for her after that day.

Just like my purr, I thought, the rumbling sensation roaring to life inside me.

Oh, I’d purred for Omegas before her. But only when they were hurt or needed comfort.

However, that wasn’t the reason I purred for Ivana now.

Or why I’d been purring for her all fucking week.

While she’d slept.

It’d been a temptation I should have ignored. A desire I had no business indulging in. A need I’d repressed for far too long.

This female would be my undoing. I’d known that since the moment her icy blue eyes had captured mine.

I just hadn’t expected it to go down quite like this—with me on my knees while she silently wept on a barely warm shower floor.

It wasn’t just my grounding her that had upset her. I’d gathered that much from her broken thoughts.

She was finally done with me.

Over her crush.

Over what we could have been.

Now, she was in mourning.

I had two options: Let her hate me and move on. Or beg her for her forgiveness and…

And what?I wondered.And try to have a relationship with her? Could I be that selfish?