A shaking breath leaves her lungs. It sounds like she’s going to cry, and she’s such a sweet thing. I want to do more than just knot her; I want to cherish her.
I want to show her that I will never let her drown.
She was hiding under the bed when I first arrived at her room, looking genuinely surprised that we weren’t going to kill her, and how can such a creature like her exist?
It’s more than my psychotic heart can take.
I would move mountains for that omega, and I barely even know her.
It all started from the moment I caught her scent, and I have no idea what is coming over me.
But I do know of one thing; she did not kill that guard out of malice. There is not a bad bone in her body, and I will gladly protect her from Roman if he tries to kill her.
He’s going to put a tracker on her like she’s some kind of criminal, and I just want to punch a hole into a wall. Or through Roman’s shiny teeth.
Either option would be fine.
“Thank you. You’re… you’re sweet, Isaac.”
I guess I am. I’m definitely the nicest in Pack Cobra.
I straighten my back, then leave the room. “Well, I guess I should leave you to it. Again, my apologies.”
As I step out into the hall, I wonder if Sebastian will be free tonight.
I need to fuck.