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A harsh purr left my lips, the sound seductive as I pulled Evangeline from the grip of the currents and hoisted her onto my lap. Her flushed face met my stoic gaze, her widened eyes full of fright and confusion, mixed with the undertones of arousal and want. The heavy draws of her breaths brushed her breasts against mine as she panted for air. I savored the feeling of her cold flesh meeting my warmth, and my hand trailed over the softness of her thigh, toward the slit between her legs. A breathy moan left the omega’s parted lips, and I squeezed the base of her throat. She thrust her chest forward. The peaks of her nipples scraped my breasts and a thrum of arousal gripped me.
I had her exactly where I wanted her. The needy, disobedient omega was at my mercy. Leaning in close, my lips nearly grazed hers, and she fucking preened. If I allowed myself to sink into the allure of her arousal, I’d give in and deliver what she wanted. But not today, not ever.
Even now, I sensed the turmoil within her. My darkness mingling with hers would ruin her. An omega doesn’t belong on the field, and I wouldn’t allow her to become consumed by the bloodshed that had marred my soul.
As the intense weight of my gaze settled on Evangeline, I watched as her pupils blew, the icy blue of her irises formed a ring around it. If she were any other omega, I’d feed what she desired to her parched tongue. I would force Evangeline to consume the darkness that tainted my soul, and I’d relish under the corruption I brought upon her.
But that’s not what I desired from her.
“What you did out there, snow princess, was reckless. You could’ve killed yourself if I hadn’t stepped in,” I admonished, voice filled with palpable authority as she shuddered under the intensity.
“I wasn’t aware you cared,” she tittered dryly.
Squeezing the base of her throat, I drew her closer. Her breath hitched as our noses nearly touched, and I angled my head to survey her. Evangeline was a stark contrast with her luminous, flushed complexion. Her trembling thighs wrapped tightly around my middle. I inhaled deeply and drew in the sultry scent of her arousal, her addictive soft vanilla and white musk. It reminded me how powerful the lure of an omega was. Just howdistractingone could become on the field.
“It only solidified my thoughts of you.” My lip curled, revealing my fangs. Her gaze flickered to them, and I could feel her swallow nervously. “You don’t belong here, among warriors.”
“I have every right to—” she began, but my growl cut her off.
“Silence,” I commanded, bidding her into silence with the power laced into my tone.
Evangeline shifted on my lap, and I became aware of the heated flesh between her thighs as her scent spiked. Through my lingering ability, I sensed the emotions stirred deep within her. It was a forbidden desire that sparked between us, one I’d ignored as it defied all laws. Her hips jerked and her thighs squeezed me tighter to suppress the quivering of her pussy. She was aroused and preened at my commanding authority.
“You’re nothing more than an omega. Under my will, you bend.” I took her chin when she sneered, pinching her cheeks as I forced her to look at me, to understand I meant every word I uttered. “At the weight of my command, youbreak.”
“Let me the fuck go.” She bit out each syllable, and I chuckled.
I released her hip, and she wriggled off my lap, shoving away from me, and stumbled back into the crisp stream. A blush stained her pale cheeks when she realized the promiscuous position I held her in. With her blown pupils, she gaped at my breasts, her gaze traveling down to the top of my pussy.
“I suggest you head to the mountain, Evangeline, before I decide your punishment in this instant.” I licked my lips, watching as the realization struck her. “Would you prefer it now?” I waded my way toward her, drawing up into my full height to loom over her figure. “I’ll take you over my knee, strike your ass until welts form. Until that pretty omega pussy of yours drips for attention. Is that what you’d like?” I snickered dryly. “It’s all you’d ever desire, isn’t it? More the reason I should drop you. Shove you into the nests where you belong. For another alpha to rut you as you please.”
“No.” She raised her chin and met my gaze, allowing me to view the frosty determination hardening her expression. “You’re mistaken, Sergeant.” She crossed her arms, pushing her breasts to a swell. “I will prove to you—to all of you, I’m more than this forsaken rank. I belong exactly where I wish to be.”
“Leave.” I scoffed, my gaze narrowing.
Without another word, Evangeline made her way out of the crisp waters. As the heat of her lure diminished with every step she took, the coolness of the water finally struck me. My teeth clattered as I cursed and made my way to dry soil, allowing the darkness of my shift to overtake my shuddering body.
Chapter Three
In the Clutches of Darkness
Evangeline
Stepping onto the warm soil of the jungle, I shook my pelt to ruffle the lingering snowflakes that had seeped in. They kept me cool throughout the night in the humid jungle and yet had me longing for the cool breeze of the mountaintops sifting over my figure. The night was buzzing with the sound of crickets and the heavy footfalls of felines ahead. Moonlight illuminated the path, and as I waded my way through the deeper underbrush, flickering torches came into view.
The fires cast a glow upon the many gathered faces ahead, causing my heart to race with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. I released a groan, sounding more like a growl as it drew the attention of a few others. Their forms shifted and prowled beneath the glow of the torches. As their gazes settled on my stark figure approaching, I was greeted with growls and hisses of displeasure.
A group of feline warriors, who had never hidden their skepticism of me and my abilities, stood together. Their glowing eyes brimmed with superiority. Their words, laced with disdain, reached my ears like venomous arrows. “Look who’s here,” one sneered. “It’s the snowflake Whiskerling with her astral parlor tricks.”
Laughter erupted among them, a chorus of derision that pierced my heart. They mocked my gifts, calling me names that stung like impaling icicles. “Ghost girl,” they jeered, their taunts growing louder.
I shook my pelt, choosing to ignore them. Then I felt a brush against my body.
“Hey, snowball, mind if I have you as a treat when I beat this thing?” one of them purred, belittling me using my status amongst the ranks and using it like a sharp weapon.
My jaw clenched, and a surge of anger coursed through me. Without a moment’s hesitation, I lunged forward, my jaws snapping dangerously close to the beta’s face. Surprise flashed across his eyes as he stumbled backward, his confidence shattered in an instant. The air crackled with tension, my growl echoing through the field, a clear message that I refused to be treated with disrespect.
As an omega snow leopard shifter, I had always felt the weight of my inferior status amongst my kind, let alone my leap. It clung to me like a persistent shadow, a constant reminder of my perceived limitations among my comrades. But joining the feline army offered a glimmer of hope, a chance to rise above my blood status and earn the respect I craved.
