The Omega's bully (sassy omega series)
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ed tightly at my sides. I can't help but imagine pounding his face into the ground for daring to
the possessiveness that consumes me. She belongs to me, and no
ntensify with each passing moment. She's become a part of me, infiltr
ghts that threaten to engulf me entirely. She's nothing more than
she's something more, something...different. And no matt
rs by my side, slipping her hand into mine as if it belongs there. Despite the temptation t
by the throat and forcefully slam her against the nearest locker, causing the air to rush out of her lungs an
th a dangerous intensity as I glare down at her, my grip tigh
awing at my wrist in a futile attempt to break free. "I-I'm sorr
are. "Never lay a hand on Aurora again, do you understand?
lly, struggling to speak through her ragged gasps. "Y-
step back, allowing her to collapse to the ground. As she lies there, gasping for air, I
ebecca cowering in fear at my feet. She may believe she can manipulate me with empty promises and fals
to Aurora and the new guy. Who is he really, and what is he doing with her? The
ling inside me, I know that I won't be able to rest until I find out
ing in with the new guy, Jamal. My eyes narrow, fixated on the scene unfolding before me. Why is he here?
miration. How dare he? How dare he think he has a chance with her? The possessive
e away, forcing myself to focus on the task at hand. But the image of Jamal and Aurora linge
verpowering any rational thoughts. All I can think about is remind
ods through me upon catching a whiff of the new guy's scent lingering around her. It's u
as anger courses through me. How dare he stake his claim on her like that, mark
dominance and drive away this intruder. I yearn to douse her in my own scent, overp
piss on their omega to mark their territory, and for a moment, I entertain the ide
t accepted. Society has evolved beyond such crude displays of domi
else. Yet, no matter how hard I try to concentrate on something else, the new guy's scent l