Tangled

28 Ava: Omega? (I)

I’m walking to the bus stop after my evening class, my mind still focused on the lecture. The streetlights flicker overhead, casting long shadows that seem to shift and dance in the corners of my vision. An uneasy feeling prickles at the back of my neck, but I push it aside, chalking it up to my overactive imagination.

Then, without warning, a searing pain explodes at the base of my skull. A strangled yell tears from my throat as my knees buckle, and I crumple to the pavement. Spots dance before my eyes, and for a disorienting moment, the world tilts on its axis.

Ava! Ava, listen to me! Selene’s frantic voice cuts through the haze of agony. Get up! You have to run!

A rough hand grips my arm, hauling me upright with a savage jerk. The potent scent of shifter slams into me- musky, feral, and utterly alien. My heart stutters in my

chest as a car screeches to a halt beside us.

Fight, Ava! Fight! Selene’s command echoes through my mind, her urgency lending me a burst of adrenaline–fueled strength.

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28 Avt: Omega? (1)

I thrash against my assailant’s hold, kicking and clawing with everything I have. A guttural snarl rumbles in my ear as he wrestles me toward the waiting vehicle. My nails find purchase, scoring deep gouges along his cheek, but he doesn’t relent.

The backseat door flies open, and I’m shoved inside with brutal force. My head cracks against the opposite window, and stars explode across my vision. Rough hands pin me down, the weight of a body trapping me against the cracked leather seats.

“Get off me!” I scream, bucking wildly. “Let me go!”

Hot, rancid breath washes over my face as my assailant leans in close, his features twisted into a savage leer. “Calm down, little wolf,” he growls, his voice a deep, grating rasp. “You’ll be fine. We’ll be mating you soon.”

his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. Revulsion churns in my gut, and I renew my

his words muffled against my skin. “A rogue wolf, free

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doing, walking alone at night?

was,” the driver says, and I can

buck beneath the weight of my assailant, my heart thundering in my ears. Every ounce of my training screams at me to fight, to claw and bite and scratch until I’m free, but he’s just too strong.

whimpers in the back of my mind.

Ava. Hold on!

unsure if Selene can even hear my thoughts over the roaring panic in my head. I’ll survive until I can get away. Just get to me as

He drags in a deep breath, his nostrils flaring. “Goddamn, that scent is driving me crazy. I fucking knew she wasn’t

sense. Female shifters don’t

into heat until they’re mated. At least–that’s what I was told.

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Omega?

great, honestly. In White Peak, it was rare to

fit in just fine… Something Alpha Renard always said was

vomit is strong, and I jerk my head away, only for his teeth to bite into me in punishment. Stupid shifters. They have to be rogues; they smell wrong. Wild. And they’re so fucking horny they’d abduct a potential

shifter, either. I cringe as unwanted memories crowd my brain; I don’t want to go through that again.

with disturbing tenderness. Play dead?

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they make a mistake. I force my body to go limp, feigning defeat as a whimper escapes

fanning over my skin. “Just relax