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He was mine.

She was mine.

Fuck.

The three of us were mates.

CHAPTERTHREE

parking garage secrets

SYLVIA

I rodethe elevator all the way down to the parking garage, cursing to myself. I was thankful I was alone and able to let it out.

This had been a fucking nightmare. Alex, the boss who I had been literally thinking about trying to impress for over a week now, had gone into heat right in front of me.

I wantednothingto do with omegas. Nothing. I had already been through enough, and while it wasn’t the omegas’ fault for all of the things that had happened with Alfred, I still didn’t want anything to do with them like that.

I didn’t want mates either, and that…that had meant only one thing.

Anne, the sexy secretary, and Alex, the Warts & Claws Inc. boss, were my mates.

The revelation wasn’t welcome, but then there was a small part of me that wanted it. There was a little voice inside my head telling me they were the ones for me and that I could finally be loved.

I could finally love.

I wasn’t an ancient monster. I hadn’t been around for a few hundred years. I was only twenty-six and I was still figuring out my place in the world. Plus, all of the terrible things that had happened recently certainly hadn’t helped much.

Still, there was that voice… that thought.

I wanted them both. I wanted Alex. I wanted Anne. I wanted to find out what it would be like to be with the two of them together, to be with them alone.

The doors slid open, and I stepped out into the garage, only to damn near run straight into the devil himself.

“Fuck,” we both said, immediately taking a step back from each other.

Alex covered his mouth, his lightning-blue eyes burning. His dark hair was now disheveled, and gone was the glamour of a man in control.

He looked terrified of me, which wasn’t comforting. I wanted him to look at me like I was his.

I want him. He’s mine.

If I could have slapped myself for thinking that, I would have.

“Sorry,” he whispered, taking a step back. “I’m just going to my car to leave. I’m sorry, Sylvia. I was an asshole. I can’t control this.”

“Just stay away,” I said, stepping back from him.

I didn’t want him to stay away. In fact, I wanted to pull him close. I wanted to trap him in a web and find out what an omega in heat meant, but that was insane.

What would happen if I shoved him against a car and went to my knees? What would happen if the two of us ran away together?

Now I was getting ridiculous.

Alex lingered for a moment, sliding his hands into his pockets. “I’m sorry,” he said again, taking a breath.

“I have already been through enough,” I said, feeling a need to explain myself. Why? I didn’t owe him anything. “And witches make me nervous.”

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