Page 38 of Gold Sector
Taliana slowly returns her gaze to mine. “Okay. So… what does she do?”
“Makes another deal.”
She rolls her eyes. “Of course she does.”
“The imp gives her three chances to guess his name and says that if she gets it right, he’ll forfeit the claim on the child.”
Her gaze narrows. “And his name is Rumpel?”
“Rumpelstiltskin,” I correct her.
“And she guesses that?” she asks, sounding shocked.
“No. Her first two tries are wrong. Then she follows him and overhears someone else say his name, so when he comes back for her third guess?—”
“She cheats and gives the name,” she finishes for me.
I nod.
“I see.” Her brow furrows, like she’s seriously considering the moral of the story. “I still don’t like her.”
A chuckle escapes me. “Yeah? Why?”
“Because she lied to the king, used the imp, and nearly gave up her child to become a queen. She’s clearly not a good Omega.”
“Well, I never said she was an Omega.”
“Fine. She wasn’t a good Alpha or Beta or shifter or whatever.” She folds her arms over her breasts like she’s completely forgotten that we’re standing naked beneath flowing water.
“So you wouldn’t do the same?” I ask, curious now as I lean against the marbled shower wall beside us.
“As her? No. Absolutely not.” She sounds completely disgusted.
“What if you were told that the only way you could be accepted in Gold Sector was to present precious metals, like gold, to the court?” I press. “And an Alpha, or hell,me, what if I offered to give you gold in exchange for your child? Would you agree if it meant being accepted here?”
She gapes at me. “I’d rather go back to the nomad lands and take my chances with the Alphas there,” she spits at me. “So if you think I’m going to agree to such a ridiculous arrangement, then you can fuck right off.”
With that, she stomps toward the glass door and yanks it open with a growl that’s all female wolf.
Damn if that doesn’t make my knot throb.
I grab my cock and give it a stroke, a groan leaving me as I watch her sweet, curvy ass march out of the bathroom.
Soaking wet. Snarling. Vibrating with fury.
Because the very concept of abandoning her pup infuriates her.
This Omega is perfection.
Fucking. Perfection.
And I might have to make her mine…
CHAPTER ELEVEN
TALIANA
I…didn’t think this through.
