Page 103 of Monster. Me.

"Please, Marlow!"

His voice is trembling, desperate, rough, and pleading at the same time. "Please, don’t leave me! I love you! You’re the only one who exists for me. I don’t care whose child you’re carrying. I’ll always love you and your son. Please choose me! Please, Marlow!" he begs fervently, his eyes filling up with tears.

The guards grab him by the arms again, trying to restrain him, but of course they have no chance.

They cling to him like frantic worms, but strangely enough, some of them start behaving oddly. They slow down, stop fighting him, and instead begin looking at one another with an unusual intensity.

But Fenn doesn’t turn toward them.

"Marlow, please, don’t leave me! You’re all I have, my hope, my heart, my longing. You’re everything to me, Marlow!"

My emotions are skyrocketing, and I’m uncontrollably shaking, and there’s this one thing I have to say.

"But you fucked with that alpha Dr. Lomax assigned to you," I blurt out. Nothing else comes to mind except that argument, but in fact all I want is to scream, howl, and cry, and I simply have no idea what I’m supposed to do now, because deep down I have already chosen him.

Fenn's face goes slack with shock.

"What? That’s what they told you? It’s not true, Marlow. They want to separate us. They want to turn you against me! I only went into the chamber with him and used my ability on him from a distance. I never touched him. I couldn’t. Don’t you understand? Not after I held you in my arms, Marlow."

My heart is pounding so fast I feel like I’m about to faint. What did he just say? I press my hands against my chest, struggling to calm it down.

The guards are still trying to drag him away, but one after another, they give up on the struggle. Suddenly, two omegas start kissing. Another guard stares in confusion at the obvious bulge in his crotch, while two more alphas begin making out. Within moments, Fenn is left standing alone.

But it’s not the end of it. I can already see larger reinforcements approaching from farther back. I think the police are already running this way too, and they'll probably realize shortly that trying to physically overpower Fenn Drax is doomed to fail.

But his eyes never leave my face.

"I swear to you, I didn’t fuck him. I couldn’t. I only love you. I only want to be with you. Please choose me, Marlow. I’ll raise your child as if it were my own. We’ll be a family. Because—" he interrupts, his face blushing even more, his gaze strangely shy as he finishes breathlessly, "I wholeheartedly believe we are fated mates!"

Wow.

I didn’t see that coming. My heart was pounding before, but it gallops now like a wild mustang.

"Fated Mates? I thought that as a purple alpha, you could only be matched with a rose omega."

Fenn’s face twists into a bitter grimace.

"But I am not a purple alpha, Marlow."

I swallow hard, completely confused.

And suddenly, the guards who were making out are dragged aside by their colleagues wearing nose clips… as if on some signal. Something is going on!

"Marlow, that little house we dreamed about—"

…and then I hear a dull sound.

Something strikes Fenn’s body…

He staggers.

His hand presses against his side where he was hit.

But he’s still looking at me.

"That little house we both talked about, surrounded by flowers, with you and me living there, and… our happiness, it could happen, please!"

Another round hits Fenn, and only then I see blood spray across the ground…