I press my forehead against hers.
“I don't know what you are. I know there's something you're hiding, and I'm not asking you to tell me tonight.”
Her body stiffens. I hold her gently.
“But whatever you are doesn't change what I feel.”
“How can I be an Omega?”
“I don't know.”
“I'm not a Wolf.”
“Doesn't matter.”
“How do you know?”
Because Monster has known for weeks.
Because my whole fucking body recognizes hers.
Because every instinct I possess has been screaming the same thing since she walked into my life.
Because standing here with her feels more right than anything I've experienced in decades of being alive.
“This is fate.”
Her expression softens.
“You believe in fate?”
“No.”
That startles a laugh out of her. I grin.
“Not till right now.”
Her fingers curl into my shirt.
“And now?”
I look into those amber eyes.
“Now I'm starting to think fate's a pushy fucking bitch.”
Gabby laughs again.
And right there, I know. That? That sound?
I want a lifetime of it.
The thought scares the absolute shit out of me.
So I kiss her again. And she lets me. She rises against me.
My arms tighten. And the strange magic between us surges again.
Alpha.