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A streak of dark brown curls flies past the mouth of the alley.

The blur of her shape rocketing across gives the distinct impression that she’s running for her life.

Then her smell hits me. Rich, beautiful, and wrong. A confusing mixture of incompleteness. She should be beta, but she smells of omega.

And blood. I smell the metallic scent and can’t stop my body from reacting. My cock grows stiff even as my instincts demand I protect her.

There’s the distinct smell of her blood, a puzzle of beauty and pain, and a male’s musk clinging to her. His blood mingles with a delicate, specific kind of scent and my body moves of its own accord. The smell of her broken innocence strips all conscious thought from me.

I hurtle up the wall of the decrepit building and launch myself onto the roof. Sprinting, decreasing the space between us, I run over the crumbling structure.

I fling myself over the edge, and the sand buffets my landing. A need fiercer than any Rut overwhelms me, so strong that I don’t care about my lack of control.

Reaching the front of the alley, I extend my arm and brace for impact.

She runs straight into it, but she’s so small that I barely register the hit.

I snatch her out of the air, surrounding her with my arms, clutching her to my chest.

Before she can regain her breath, I drag her deeper into the narrow passage. My hand clamps over her mouth and chin.

Having her so close shreds my hold on reality. Seeing the wild array of hair short circuits my thoughts. Smelling her body and pain within my arms causes a well of need to burst inside me.

I push her against the wall and her cry of pain and fright dampens my need a bit. I meet her eyes and the world shifts.

Everything makes sense. She’s mine. My own. My other half. My Omega. My weakness.

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