Page 58 of The Alpha’s Sin (Forbidden Omegaverse #7)

LOGAN

T he drive feels endless. I push the truck harder, chewing up miles of Kentucky backroads, desperate to get to Poppy before the full moon rips control from me. The tug of it is already clawing under my skin, the Wolf pacing, ready to tear his way out.

By the time I pull up in front of the sagging shack, the moon is huge and white, cresting the horizon. My blood boils with the pull to Shift . Not yet, I snarl at my Wolf . Not until I know she’s safe.

I can smell her. Even through the cracked walls and filthy siding, I catch the sweet-sharp scent of Poppy’s Heat . It makes my cock hard and my Wolf howl, but it also makes me sick with rage— Dirk locked her in there, denying her everything she needs.

I hammer on the door.

“DIRK!” My voice comes out a roar. “ Open the fucking door!”

There’s movement inside, then the rattle of the lock. The door jerks open and Dirk stands there grinning, a shotgun in his hands.

“Always knew you’d come sniffing around, big bro,” he sneers. “ Figured I’d be ready.”

He pulls the trigger.

Blam!

The blast is deafening. I dive sideways but a spray of burning pellets tears across my shoulder, searing through skin. The pain is white-hot, shocking—and it’s the last straw. The Wolf I’ve been fighting to cage rips free.

Bone cracks, fur explodes from my skin. The silver wound sizzles against my shifting flesh, but it only drives my Wolf harder. I hear Poppy scream inside the shack, her voice high and terrified. It’s all I need.

With a snarl that shakes the night, my Wolf launches himself into the air.

Dirk’s eyes go wide as he tries to backpedal, his body already jerking, starting the Shift —but he’s too damn slow. My Wolf’s jaws close around his throat. Flesh , cartilage, bone—everything gives in one sickening crunch.

Hot blood sprays the doorway, steaming in the cold night air. Dirk’s shotgun clatters to the floor, useless.

Behind him, Poppy screams again.

And I stand over my brother’s body, the copper tang of his blood thick on my tongue, my Wolf growling in savage triumph even as my human heart lurches with horror.

Oh God , I killed him— I really killed him!