Something warmer. Stronger.
I feel it moving between us.
Magic.
My Wolf surges.
Gabriella gasps and tears her mouth from mine.
Her amber eyes widen.
“What was that?”
“I don't know.”
That's the fucking truth.
But Monster does.
One word tears through me with such force it leaves my entire body shaking.
Omega.
I stare at her.
No.
But it’s not just Monster.
I feel it too.
Her scent changes.
Deepens.
Calls to something ancient inside me.
And suddenly the strange thing I've been sensing beneath her skin since the first time I met her makes terrifying, perfect sense.
“You're my Omega.”
She frowns.
“What?”
“My Omega.”
“Havoc, I'm not—”
“I know.”
“You know what?”
“I don't fucking know!”
She blinks.
Great explanation, asshole.