HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA

, his presence expanding until he seemed to eclipse the very light in the room. The sheer inte

t?" Silas asked, his voice vibrating with a fury tha

d down with a dismissive grunt. "Are you the one who smuggled her into this place?" He scoffed, gesturing vaguely at

rd, his shadow looming over G

an arm around Beatrice's waist. "You don't want to be thrown o

gness to pure, unadulterated terror. She recognized him. Everyone in the inner circle knew the 'Beast of th

ice! Speaking to me like this when you're her

atrice pleaded, her hand shaking as she

crowd grew sharper, b

peaking arrogantl

n invitation? Ordinary Alphas of low rank

at Silas... that beast no one d

hy are you scared? Do they intimidate you? Look at me, I'm this

ha Vance's

The entire room pivoted. The crowd parted like the Red Sea as a man walk

as C

itary command, his shoulders broad enough to carry the weight of the nation. His hair was dark and swept back, framing a face that was strikingly handsome but carved from granite.

ispered. "That mentally dera

stopping mere inches from Greene. Silas stepped aside, yieldi

doubt finally crossed his face, but his arrogance was a hard habit to break. "I don't know about

her by saying you're Alpha Vance's ex-hus

aying?" Greene turned to the girl, but Beatrice was alr

voice cutting through his panic like a scalpel. She turned her cold g

to melt into the floorboards.

to gesture toward the ballroom at large. "Go find your father, Beatrice

le Greene nodded proudly, adjusted his

don't just marry them off like Omegas who have no real marriage, they just stick with their Al

e air grew heavy, thick with the metallic tang of a Dominant Alpha's rage. The only people not affected were the other apex predators, Calvin, her father, and a few other Dominant Alphas. Every other person in the room beg

d, his voice cracking as he tried plucking his nose, his kne

t brought back memories of their childhood, the way they used to spar until the air itself felt like it w

ndescending disbelief. "You didn't want me as your mate so you could be with such a

, just

contaminating the party. There are some Omegas in this building, Elara. You wo

e as he gripped the back of a chair. He was trying so hard to maintain his composure, but the sweat soaking through his suit gave him away. Her phero

stop spreading it!" Greene yelled, his voice rising

w looming large. "It's me. I'm the woman w

s lips, but the scoff died as she rele

omething sweet, raw, and terrifyingly vulnerable. His own Omega pheromones were slipping out of him in a desperate, uncontrollable rush, strip

wing hard as the swee