The Lycan King's Secret Deal with the Broken Omega

elle

the dark red wine inside swirling like t

e as smooth as silk. She took a delicate sip, her scent of winter r

linked my glass agains

n Seraphina's reputation, to make Kael reject her. But the hired Rogue... the bru

belle. You are looking at this like a weak human, not a Luna." She set her glass down, her tone hardening. "That wolfless Omega

uilt and replacing it with a intoxicating rush of am

ping closer to touch my shoulder. "His inner wolf is in chaos. He needs

ng the sitting room and heading

ttons of my silk blouse, ensuring the curve of my cleavage was perfectly visible.

ny. He sat behind his massive desk, his head buried in his hands, fingers gripping his dark hair. I could practicall

the polished wood, leaning in close so my perfume would wrap around h

my fingers brush agai

s head, and the emptiness in his eyes sent a chill down my sp

, his voice mechanical, completely devoid of th

at pathetic Omega's ghost still had its claws in

eyes glazed over for a fractio

ng his grief. He stood up so fast his chair scraped loudly against the floor. Without another

of pure annoyance,

one, left carelessly on th

play. The name Seraphina

knew Kael's passcode-I had watched him type it a hundred times, pretendi

nned the gl

the hospital. The bab

e triggered by the loss of his pup, he would tear the city apart to find her. He

ective malice. I had come too far to let that

, mimicking the cold, ruthless tone

I don't care about your

it

cision, I deleted the entire conversation-incoming and outgoing. I even cleared

had left it. The office was dead silent, save for the