Page 54 of Gold Sector
So who am I to run down here and challenge the Omega propositioning Oros?
If anything, I’m the intruder here, something her echoing words in my mind confirm.
Willing to help me through it again, Alpha.
He’s… he’s knotted her before. During a different heat. And now she?—
A gasp comes from my right, making me wince.
Because yeah, I’m… on the bottom stair. My wolf won the battle inside me, forcing me toward Oros despite my human side shouting reason.
She’s a possessive beast.
And she’s… growling.
Which is probably what made the other Omega gasp.
I close my eyes and fight the violence clawing at my insides. Shifting right now would be very bad. Not only would it be inappropriate, but it would also probably end in Oros removing his protection.
I have no right to interfere with his personal affairs.
Except, his note said?—
Energy swirls around me, causing my lashes to flutter in surprise.
My gaze instantly meets a pair of striking golden orbs.My Alpha.
No. NotmyAlpha. He’s… he’s…
“Cloak,” he bites out.
My brow furrows.Cloak?
More energy warms the air as an Alpha appears beside us. One glance has my eyes widening in shock.Voice.
My gaze instantly drops to the ground.
Oh, Gods.Not only did I just make a fool of myself in front of Oros, but the Gold Sector Prince witnessed it, too.
And I can’t even begin to explain myself.
Sorry, my wolf is possessiveisn’t an excuse either Alpha will find acceptable.
Wolves are inferior to dragons. And I’m an Omega. Both are slights against me, ones that give me no right to any sort of possessive claim over Oros.
No right togrowlat another female.
An apology lingers on my lips, yet I can’t seem to voice it. Because I don’t know how to explain my behavior without mentioning my animal.
And surely the prince won’t approve of my wolf. Oros might not mind, but a royal Drakonian definitely will.
I’m still trying to speak as a soft fabric surrounds myshoulders, the texture reminding me of my visit with Doctor Taylor yesterday.
Only, this isn’t the same cloak. This is a new one. Something I know because the other one was left in the suite.
Unless he brought it down here while I slept?
No. It’s missing my scent. So it must be another one of Oros’s cloaks.
