Chapter 12

Zillon gritted his teeth, his steps threatening as he walked up the stairs, stopping in front of her. He grabbed her arm, hauling her back down the hall. “I never asked what you wanted, I sent you to your f*cking room.”

He pushed her door open, hauling her through it. “Can you walk?”

Celeste shook her head, tears floating like a river down her cheeks. “Weak…it-it hurts, your grip too, it’s tight.”

Zillon let her loose immediately, his hand dropping to rest by his side. “The elders asked about you today, I don’t know how, but they knew about your heat. They asked if it started and they said that if it had, then it wouldn’t stop, not until we mate…” He looked away, eyes fixating on the walls. “They said you’ll suffer, more so you’re an omega, the heat won’t stop until it eats your consciousness away, you’ll go mad.”

Celeste’s eyes widened, the organ in her chest palpitating as fast as lightening. “I-I…”

The words wouldn’t come or was it that she had nothi