Skye's POV
As I peeled off my clothes and waded into the water, a cold shiver raced down my spine. The lake welcomed me in its usual way: icy but calming. The ripples fanned out around me, softening the world, dulling the sound of my heartbeat that had been hammering in my ears ever since he showed up.
I submerged myself up to my shoulders and let out a shaky breath. Goddess, I needed this. I needed to feel weightless. To pretend that for a few moments, I wasn’t Skye the omega. That I wasn’t unwanted.
That I wasn’t bound to someone who had never defended me, never acknowledged me—until now, until the bond made it impossible to ignore me.
But as much as I wanted to blame the bond, deep down I knew it wasn’t just Logan. It was Damian too. The way he looked at me last night. The way he h
