His Defiant Mate: The Wolfless Omega's Revenge

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d the blissful torrent of energy vanished. I landed on my side,

force was stable at 15%. The immediate danger was gone, but I could feel the

o him. The situation had go

hing like living things, and his eyes... his eyes snapped open. They weren't the eyes of the man I'd seen b

arl rumbled from

balled directly into my brain, slammed i

hed my temples, my breath catching in my throat. A mind-link. Only werewolves had

ently awakened by the massive energy drain and

unnatural. Those terrifying red eyes locked onto me, fill

voice was a hoarse, gravelly gro

inst my ribs, but I didn't let the fear show on my face. I slowly

said, my voice su

to lunge at me, but a spasm of agony shot through him and he collapse

f what I had taken were all at war. I realized with a jolt that my life force, a for

e cut through the

this process completes, all higher reasoning will be lost. The tar

o slowly tick down again. I needed more energy. B

as tall, overwhelmingly so, a silhouette of pure power and rage against the grey sky. He took

if trying to place it. "It's... disgusting."

pulsive to his wolf. But underneath it, buried deep, was the scent of his Fated Mate. The contradict

st tearing i

was th

re he lost himself completely. Running wasn't an option.

proach, I made a decisio

at. I took a s

u?" My voice was soft, imp

f confusion piercing through the rage. He was only a few

gesture of aggression or defense, bu

help," I

against the bare

stable current of energy flowed into me, a blessed relief. And from h