"Unless you want to share her with me, Freya," he said next, his grin growing exponentially. It made me feel unclean and not in a good way.
"I'm not interested in something like that, Thranar," I scoffed.
"Then I will see to it that she is dealt with. It would bring me far more pleasure to have an alpha in my bed rather than a tiny omega," he chided.
It was very bold of him to assume I'd be willing to bend for him that way. Very bold indeed.
"It is not in my nature to belong to an alpha," I countered.
"That's not the rumors I've heard your staff whispering when they didn't think I was listening, Freya," he responded brazenly. He stared at me and sniffed the air. "I can smell him on you, even as we sit here together."
My neck burned, covered up by my long hair.
Aric's bite would be visible there, clear evidence that alpha had claimed me for his own. I growled in warning.
