Chapter 35

Olivia Martins

“Do you really want to bond yourself to an omega… forever?” Ryker asked.

I held my breath, anxiously waiting for Caspian’s reply.

And then—

“I couldn’t be more sure,” Caspian said, his voice low and steady. “I’ve waited long enough to make her mine.”

Something inside me unknotted.

I stood frozen for a second, the weight of his words grounding me in place. Then, without thinking, I raised my hand and knocked—once, sharply—before pushing the door open without waiting for a reply.

Both men turned at the sound. Ryker blinked in surprise, but I only had eyes for Caspian.

I walked in without a word, locked eyes with Ryker long enough for my glare to land, and then crossed the room in three purposeful strides. Caspian barely had time to straighten before I reached up, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and kissed him.

Hard.

It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t tentative. Six years of longing, confusion, pain, and buried