Page 103 of The Boss Omega
Lark blinks. “BaseballFan, I mean, Seth.” She laughs awkwardly. “Yes, of course.”
My stomach drops. BaseballFan. He must be one of the clinic’s alphas. I tighten my hold on my keys.
He reaches out and briefly touches her forearm. “Didn’t expect to run into you here. I’ve been hoping to see you.”
My vision goes red. My alpha, the one I’ve kept chained down since that day in the heat clinic, finally snaps loose.
I move before I even realize I’ve decided to. One step and suddenly I’m between them. “Don’t fucking touch my omega.” The words come out before I've decided to say them.
My omega.
First time I've said it out loud. I mean every word.
The café goes quiet around us.
Seth’s hands immediately lift in surrender. “Whoa. Sorry, man. I didn’t realize.”
Lark’s cheeks flush bright pink. “I’m sorry,” she says quickly, looking between us. To me she says, “Seth didn’t know.”
The alpha-hole nods. “Yeah. I swear I thought—”
But I don’t listen. I’m seeing red, like maybe I’ve been looking for a reason to fight. A reason to shout. “No excuses. You saw her with me.”
He snarls, but it’s weak. He knows she was standing with me. Knows she’s taken. He doesn’t back down though.
“Relax man.” He glances at Lark, then back at me. “She can speak for herself. Besides, we already know each other.”
That sends my alpha into a rage.
The fuck they do,my alpha protests.
Exactly.
“The fuck you do,” I growl, edging closer. My efforts to control my beast are losing, and my hands curl into tight fists. I’m begging him to flinch first so I can take any excuse to beat his ass.
“Enough!”
The word hits like a physical force. I've heard about omega bark. Read about it. Never felt it. My body stops. Every muscle locks. My shoulders are tense, hands curled so tight my nails bite into my palms.
My alpha goes completely silent for the first time in weeks.
I can't fucking move.
She steps forward and looks at…him. The asshole that dared lay a hand on her. “Seth, I’m so sorry. I’ve recently found my scent mates and things are… new.”
His face is an angry red. He wants to hit me I can tell. There’s no better time. I literally can’t even raise my arm to defend myself. Instead he goes all soft, the mother fucker.
“I understand the power of scent, but—” and here he turns his smug face toward me. I want to kill him. “But, if you decide he isn’t the alpha for you, give me a call. And not just for… you know.”
I will kill this man. Literally end him.
When I can move my arms.
Lark spears me with her golden eyes. “You—”
Her voice cracks. The sound snaps something inside of me.
“Lark, please. I’m sorry.” I take a tentative step forward.
