“This is your fault,” The omega whines, digging her nails into his shoulders.

Nates mouth drops open, and she realises what she just revealed, face burning. Allie opened her mouth to attempt some damage control right as the Alpha growls, low and quiet but distinct and forceful.


She goes rigid, her omega submitting immediately. Allie tilts her head back, exposing the line of her long, slender neck.


“If it’s my fault,” He starts, voice hoarse and terrifyingly steady. “Then ...