Page 147 of Knot What I Expected

Omega.

Wolf.

Monster.

Whatever hidden creature lives beneath her skin.

All of it reaching.

Recognizing.

Wanting.

But underneath the magic?

It's still us.

Rowan and Gabriella.

A fucked-up Wolf who doesn't believe he deserves anything good. A stubborn female carrying secrets she isn't ready to share.

Two people choosing to walk toward each other anyway.

Tonight, that's enough.

More than enough.

She whimpers into my mouth, and I moan, swallowing the sounds we make as I peel off her beer-soaked shirt and add mine to the growing pile of clothes at our feet.

Fuck.

Every time I think I’ve got a handle on this thing between us, Gabby proves me wrong.

She kisses me like she’s been fighting the same battle I have. Like every smart-ass comment, every glare across the bar, every time she told me to mind my own fucking business was just another layer of tension building between us.

And now? It’s breaking.

So am I.

My hands settle at her waist, and for one second I just look at her.

Really fucking look.

Her dark hair is mussed from my fingers. Her amber eyes are bright and a little uncertain despite the challenge still lifting her chin. Her lips are swollen from kissing me.

Beautiful.

So goddamn beautiful it does something painful to the center of my chest.

Monster pushes forward.

Mine.

Not helping, asshole.

Because Gabby is not submissive in this—and honestly? I’m so fucking there for it.

There’s no meek little Omega waiting for an Alpha to tell her what happens next.