Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen

FREYA

A lpha!

Alpha...

Ronan...

He's gone. They forced my mate away from me. I thought I couldn't need him more than the moment my heat swept me away, but now, in the aftermath of our bonding, I need him like I need air to breathe.

It wasn't easier when some of the heat haze returned to a softer pink and my omega receded a bit either. This may be the first time I feel something as keenly as my omega side does. It feels like half my soul is slowly but surely being ripped apart the longer Ronan is away from me.

Freya, the person, needs her mate as much as Freya the omega needs her alpha and I worry it's not an ache that will fade anytime soon.

Worry festers alongside the agony of our separation because I know he's feeling something similar. Even though our bond needs time to form and tending to in order to make it strong, I feel his rage and horror as if it's my own. Along the tether that connects us, he fizzles and snaps like embers and fire.

Ronan's emotions feed my own sorrow and anguish, making me snarl and lunge for the door. I hardly notice the pain in my wrists and ankles, more focused on killing whoever walks into this godforsaken room.

The drive to commit murder fizzles when the mouth-watering aroma of brown sugar and dark chocolate waft through the room. My uterus cramps and my pussy pulses before I even see him.

Elliott.

Alpha.

Mate.

Knot.

Bite.

Bite. Bite. BITE!

The familiar red haze closes in on me, forcing my vision to cloud with lust and determination.

I will have him. My alpha will be mine.