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“Let your mates see you like that, and I swear I’ll never fuck you again.”

I spun on him, eyes wide.

“For fuck’s sake, mate,” Umbra groaned. “You can’t say things like that.”

“Good!”I snapped.

Dusk’s expression was bitter. “Good.”

I yanked the door open and stepped through it too fast. I caught Dusk’s last words as I slammed the door behind me.“You didn’t even get the back?—!”

My breaths were tight in my chest as I hunched against the closed door, hand reaching for my hair. Shit.

Even with it up I could feel the crimps of waves at the base.

Oh dear. It must look so bad.

But… thiswasgood.

Dusk had just sworn he’d never fuck me again.

Fucking PRICK.

And an idiot.

Hewas a man of his word, too. So all I had to do was find my mates, and I was home free—even if there was still scent blockers in my system. At least Dusk would never touch me again.

I couldn’t move, though. Tears pricked my eyes, something unsettled in my stomach.

This was what I wanted: For Dusknotto like me.

For my mates to fall for me.

It was simple, and I finally had a way to freedom.

TWENTY-FOUR

Based on my observation, the subject’s poor hormone regulation matches that of alphas nearing rut. Her quality of life is in a rapid decline, and I wish to make a final attempt to improve it. I will need permission from the Institute, but if we can find alphas who can tolerate her scent, I believe a bond is the last option to stabilise her and give her an opportunity for a normal life.

SHATTER

Don’t think about Eric.

Don’t think about Dusk.

Screw them both.

Just me and Roxy. And Umbra was fine too… But that’s all I needed.

Panic was setting in like it used to back in the Estate. Panic that made me want to claw my own skin off, that made me want to cry and beg the universe to undo the stupid decision it made when it decided I should be an omega.

My own mate thought I was a disaster. My own mate did, while Dusk didn’t.

“Dusk can never happen,” I whispered as floorboards creaked underfoot in a vacant hallway. I don’t know how, but I’d ended up on the top floor of the student housing building. Not class.

Dusk can never happen. Umbra can never happen. Ransom can never happen.Even when I was carrying his gift in the pencil case in my bag right now.

I wandered through old storage rooms until I found a dusty corner to settle down in by myself. I don’t know why it was so comforting, surrounded by the smell of old books and dust, but my heart rate calmed as I settled in.

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