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There’s been something between us from the beginning.
And now…alone here, there’s nothing in our way.
He shifts closer, our knees bumping under the cover of shadows. There’s no moonlight to soften the moment, no sweet lies to hide behind. Just him and me and the truth of what we’re about to do.
“Let me ease your pain, Aisling,” he says, and there’s a certainty in his voice that makes me believe maybe, just maybe, we can steal this moment for ourselves.
“Is that what friends do?” I challenge, even though my resolve is crumbling faster than the aged walls around us.
“Friends do what’s needed.” His thumb brushes over the back of my hand, sending shivers up my arm. “You’re here. They’re there. You made that happen.”
I swallow. “I didn’t choose this.”
He laughs softly, earnestly, quietly. “I don’t think you understand how much power you have,” he says. “How many decisions you’ve already made. It’s fucking sexy. Now all you have to do is make this one.”
The room feels smaller now, the air charged with something potent and undeniable. Our faces are inches apart, his breath mingling with mine. I can taste the danger, the sheer insanity of what we’re doing, but it doesn’t stop me. It can’t.
Our lips meet, and it’s nothing gentle or tentative. It’s need and fire and all the pent-up desires of my lonely existence crashing into the relief that comes from being seen, being wanted.
His kiss is everything I’ve denied myself, a searing connection that burns through the fog of eros and isolation. Each movement of our mouths stokes the flame, and I’m lost in the sensation, in the rightness of this single, stolen moment.
Luka’s hands roam, tracing the lines of my body like he’s reading a story only he understands. And I give in to it, to him, because for once, I don’t want to think about chains or anchors or who I’m supposed to belong to.
But that’s the thing–isn’t it?
I do belong to someone. And he’s wrong; I have to do this, I didn’t want to leave my pack behind. I held back until he came here, and I can keep holding back, because I love them. Because saving the omegas here isn’t a choice, it’s what must be done.
But this thing? This thing with Luka?
I can handle this. Even if pulling away from him feels like a cut.
“Luka…stop,” I murmur, pushing him away. “We aren’t doing this. We can’t. It’s the eros.”
“I’m not on eros–” he starts, but I shake my head. “And don’t act like you care now. You haven’t cared until–”
I shove him away from me, the hurt wrenching something in my chest. Fuck him. He doesn’t know how I feel. He’s an alpha, he’s strong, he can handle himself.
I may be the May Queen, but I’m an omega who was recently enslaved, and now I have to help other omegas. I wish–more than anything, I wish–that it hadn’t meant hurting the men I love, but they’ll understand.
When they see these omegas, pregnant and vulnerable, filthy, used and abused and left for near death, they’ll have to understand.
But Luka claiming me…they would never understand that.
And they shouldn’t have to.
“Don’t you get it?” I swallow hard, heaving a breath. “It’s everywhere, Luka. It’s in our water, it’s all over me. You need to get out of here now.”
He somehow drags himself away, toward the window. I know he wouldn’t do this if it weren’t for this damn island, the things we’ve been asked to do, the way we’ve been treated.
But he bristles like a real fucking alpha.
“This isn’t over,” he mutters.
And then he’s gone.
I watch as his silhouette disappears into the night, the door left wide open behind him. I should have known I couldn’t count on an alpha to help a bunch of omegas like me. I should have known this was what he wanted from the beginning.
We’re on our own.
