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My other half.
Knowing he didn’t want me.
I looked up when Rogue said nothing, suddenly nervous. He was pretty unstable, so he might not think I’d be able to manage him. “I think I’m better now, though. If you bite me, I can keep you together.” I’d always thought Ace hated me because he didn’t think I was good enough to balance him, but then when I’d proven I could…
I shoved the thought away.
No use crying over it.
Knox had said he wanted me to heat bond Rogue, but he didn’t get it. No way could I manage that on top of—“I want you no matter what your hormones are like.”
“Really?” I perked up.
Knox had said Roguehadto want me because it was his only shot at freedom. I’d given that some thought, and I’d decided it was okay.
Good actually.
If I was a rubbish Omega, I had to have some way of getting the bites.
“Do you have any family?” he asked me.
Boy, were the Alphas curious today, but I’d never had anyone ask much about me. That’s why I loved Bunny so much, ‘cause he had to listen. “Sure do.”
“Parents?”
“Only ever knew my dad, but he’s dead now.”
“I’m sorry.”
I shrugged. “I’m not. He didn’t think I was worth nothin’.”
“Oh.”
“Ace found him for me and he admitted everything. He said I was too evil to be his blood—too evil to be an Omega.”
That’s why he sold me off to Dumb Dan and his pack…
“Ace killed him?”
“Nope. Put the gun in my hand and told me he wanted to see me do it.”
“And did you?”
“He sold you.” I shivered as I felt Ace’s touch at my waist; rare and earth shattering. His breath tickled my neck as he took my wrist, lifting the arm he’d placed the gun in. “Show me blood, Omega.”
He wanted a show. He wanted it so badly he was touching me in front of everyone. His guards, his pack. And Glade was in here watching, too.
I couldn’t look weak.
I hugged Bunny close to my chest, warmth spreading through my veins at the memory. “One of the only times I think he thought I was worth being his mate. Fucked me that night and all, and I wasn’t even in heat.”
Wild, with passion so fierce it could almost be hatred. His touch was molten enough to thaw the most deadly pain.
This was bliss.
The bed was at my back, a low growl in his chest as he claimed me the way I always dreamed, the sharp tang of blood tangling with the scent of a lightning storm.
I blinked up at Rogue in the present, hoping he wasn’t looking at me funny. His brow was drawn in a frown, but he looked reserved more than shocked.
