POV: Cassio Young

The fight devolved quickly.

Otto's technique was terrible, but his desperation made him dangerous. He fought like someone with nothing left to lose, throwing strikes that left him wide open because he didn't care about defense anymore.

I tried to end it quickly with a submission hold, but his Omega abilities flared when I got close. Emotional pain crashed over me like a wave, his anguish and betrayal so overwhelming I nearly lost my grip.

"Feel that?" he ...