Chapter 8

Zevara’s POV

Alpha Magnus’ words echd through my ears and left me with an intensity that made my stomach flips upside, then locks up.

I parted my lips to talk—say something—anything, but I couldn’t.

Zevara, say something.

Then he let me stand, and stepped back like I burn him. Stepped back like I’m a temptation and he’s trying so hard to stay far away from me.

My heart skipped a beat. Then another. And another. Until it’s spiralled into chaos.

Of course… he knows I’m dripping.

He is an Alpha and Alpha can smell their Omega’s arousal even from miles away.

“I’m not—dripping—for—you,” I finally stammered, my voice barely audible.

“Lies,” he snapped. “All lies, Zevara. I can smell your cunt begging for me from across the room.”

I didn’t say a word. I couldn’t. I have already been caught red-handed, so there was no need to deny it.

And the messier part?

His dirty, condescending words only made me more horny li