Page 7 of Happy Halloween, Omega

I know he’s playing games with me. Testing and taunting my suppressed inner Omega. I think he likes how my pulse flutters in my throat. I think I like it too.

As if he can’t resist its allure, he leans over and nips lightly at the side of my neck.

“Aren’t you scared of ghosts, kitty cat?”

I shake my head. No. I’m not scared. I feel lightheaded and soft. Like I trust him, despite knowing an unmated Alpha is dangerous to an unprotected Omega like me. I’m a sitting duck. If he decides to claim me, there is nothing and no one who can stop him.

The thought causes a full body shudder to ripple through me. I’m turned on. I want him to bite me, to claim me. I want to feel his teeth in my skin and his cock inside me. I want to lose control. To forget about my past and my future and live in the moment.

“No?” His fingers dig into my hips and he presses his cock against my belly. “You should be.”

I moan as he grinds against me – the friction sending sparks straight to my core.

“Do you want to know a secret?”

I hum, licking my lips before responding in a breathy voice. “It’s only fair, seeming you know mine.”

His hand slides up my back, fingers tangling in my hair.

I’m struggling to focus on his words. His touch is changing something within me. I don’t know what it is, but it’s coming to life.

“I’mobsessedwith you.“ He tugs on my hair, tilting my head back, giving him more access to my vulnerable throat. With a snap of his teeth, he could bite my jugular, killing me. Or, he could bite my hidden gland. More liquid pools between my thighs.

“There isn’t a day that goes by which I don’t think about my little kitten hiding away as a Beta.”

Pride washes through me and I feel vindicated in my own obsession. He thinks about me, too.

“Do you have any idea how addictive you are?”

I shake my head, or at least I try. His grip on my black shoulder-length hair is tight.

“Answer me,” he snarls, his teeth nipping at my skin. If he bit any harder, he’d draw blood.

“No,” I whisper. “I didn’t think you’d remember me.”

“You thought I wouldn’t remember the single most bewitching Omega I’ve ever met?” I can hear the disbelief in his voice.

There. He said it. He called me an Omega.

He chuckles darkly as I squeak, eyes widening and scanning the writhing crowd around us. I can’t risk anyone overhearing him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret.”

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. His lips are constantly grazing over my neck, his breath hot on my skin. It’s like a drug, soothing me and making the rest of the dance floor fade into the background again. The music is a dull throbbing that matches the same pulse in my core.

It’s not him I’m worried about knowing. It’s everyone else. Hell, if I’m honest, I want him to know my secret. I want him to know me. It makes me feel connected to someone. No, that’s another lie. I don’t want to be connected to just anyone; I want it to be him.

“I’ll keep you safe until it’s time.” He nuzzles at my cheek with his nose, his mask bumping into mine. “You need to prepare for the changes coming.”

“What?” I respond in confusion. Changes? What is he talking about?

His lips are planting slow, soft kisses across my cheeks, our masks bumping together. “You can’t stop it from happening, Kitten. Your body is already changing, haven’t you noticed? It knows you’re mine.”

You’re mine.

His declaration echoes around my head, and it dumps a bucket of ice cold water over my desire.

My mother’s voice rears to life, morphing my thoughts to sound like her. Her wishes for me to live as a Beta definitely don’t include belonging to an Alpha. It’s everything she didn’t want for me. I might be fearless, but her fear lives on. It’s ingrained in me and is enough to bring me crashing back down to reality.