Owen
I was mad.
That’s what I was thinking as I yanked open the dungeon doors.
My anger toward Ava faded to the background as I remembered Amelia’s blatant refusal to go to her room upon my request. If she had just gone to her room and stayed there like I had asked…
The sniveling Omega slides through my fingers. I pull my hands back to cling to the bars that separate me from Amelia, fighting to calm myself and my wolf, both of us clamoring to flay someone – anyone.
Anyone who comes into my path who isn’t Amelia.
As the scent of the Omega’s arousal fades the longer he’s dead, Amelia’s fear fills my nose. She pushes the dead body off her but doesn’t rise.
“Are you okay?” I sink into a squat so that my face is just on the other side of the barred door from hers.
Her eyes don’t le
