LUCIAN SLADE

Lying on my bed, I pulled closer to my Omega who was whining restlessly beside me. Sweat clung to her skin, her body trembling with need as she rubbed herself against my lower half. Her scent was thick in the room, heavy and intoxicating. My wolf kept pushing forward every time she whimpered. No matter how much I tried to maintain control, something about her heat kept me trapped here.

I should have stayed away. If I had known her heat would trigger my wolf this badly, I never ...