Heat Bound

close call, the screech of tires and the violent thrum of his car's engine echoing in his ears. The boy lying before him looked small, frail, and utterly

w and almost unbearable with his rut simmering just beneath the surface. His nostrils flared as he clenched his fis

ped the Omega's che

His clothes were torn, dirt and blood marring his pale skin. The scent of blo

time. He pressed two fingers to the Ome

mpty street. He could call f

ep in his gut ur

s Omega was

o guarantee help would arrive in time, not in this part of town. Sunghwa cursed under his breath. The pol

are. And he could handle the Omega's injuries until he woke up. It was a calculated and ra

murmured, sliding his arms

rotective instincts flared stronger than before. As he carefully placed the boy in the passenger seat, the Omega's sw

nghwa fought to suppress the primal urges rising within him. Th

e affectionate term slipped out naturally as if

scooped the Omega into his arms again. The doorman glanced at them with cu

Alpha instincts were on high alert, but his concern for the Omega outweighed everything el

nderstand i

; some deep, others superficial, all of them needing cleaning. His hands moved with a steady precision, the fighter in him accustomed to hand

oan escaping his lips. Sunghwa paused, watching closely, but the

e hallway. Sunghwa froze, his senses on high alert. His eyes flickered

mega that he hadn't considered whether whoever or whatever had caused the boy

Omega would have to

tightened. He'd deal with it, but his mind kept drifting back to th

ty, and Sunghwa wasn't about to let