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He side-eyed me with a look of utmost incredulity.
Well.
Okay.
Obviously.
“Wait.Four?” I asked again. “You know I was fucking her with a gun against her will, right?”
He shrugged, eyes still on the screen, though his jaw was tense. “Seemed a waste of a moral failure to go once and call it at that.”
“Being efficient with that morality spend these days, are we?”
He grunted, and the sound could have possibly been amused. “Doesn’t matter. You aren’t going to let me near her.”
“Always stellar with the excuses—although, you know. I was thinking about that.” I took another bite of pasta as he finished a lap on the game. “If I can get the timing just right… I was doing some digging on this thing calledheat bonding. Pretty rare, but apparently if an Omega in heat fucks an Alpha who just went feral, you get this wild-ass bond. She fixes him up, but he needs her for the rest of his life to not go feral again.”
Rogue said nothing, jaw clenched as he mashed the controller, eyes fixed on the screen.
“Anytime she’s pissed off at you, you could just end up feral again, so you have to do whatever she says.”
Again, he crashed his car.
He was in last place now, and to my delight, he set the controller down, clearly having hung onto my every word.
“Can you imagine?” I asked. “Your worst nightmare, and she could just turn it on with the flip of a switch?”
He fixed his eyes on me intently. “You want me to bite her?” he asked.
“Well, not initially.” That was the whole point. A taunt. He wasn’t supposed to get anything from it. “But like this? Just picture it. I own my Omega, and my Omega owns you—it’s perfect. I don’t even have to associate with you anymore. You belong to the sweet piece of ass that belongs to me—what do you think?”
“I think you need to speak to a therapist.”
“Did you ever do that—when you had all the freedom in the world?” I asked. “Think you might not be here if you had?”
“You know what?” He flashed a false smile through the muzzle. “Sure. I’m totally fuckinginwith your stupid experiment.”
“And if I’m right?”
“You’re not,” he spluttered. “Never heard anything so stupid in my life. When she goes into heat, send her down—and don’t touch her first, might ruin it.”
I sneered. “Bit of a far cry from the Alpha begging to take her punishments for her yesterday,” I noted.
He barked a laugh as he looked at me. “I think she’s already scrambled your brain.”
“And why is that?”
“You can’t pick what you want me to be. The pining saviour desperate to put a bullet in your skull so I can sweep her away to some farmland cottage, put babies in her belly, and live happily ever after—or the piece of shit happy to jerk off to any picture of her you send my way. Make up your mind.”
I considered that.
He wasn’t totally wrong—not that it meant she was scrambling my brain—but while his interest in her wasn’t a huge surprise, the offer of taking her punishments was far from a given when it came to a man like him.
I considered, for a moment, the consequences of keeping them apart. Would she paint a picture that was far more generous than he deserved?
Or perhaps she wouldn’t care even if she did know. The scent match seemed so important to her. My gut twisted, a bitter taste in my mouth as I stared at him and thought of her.
I hadn’t realised, last night at the auction, quite how special she was.
