28. Eric Zhao

28

ERIC ZHAO

It had been a long time since he’d scented his omega.

She smelled all fucking wrong now. Bonded to alphas that weren’t his brothers. Hints of coffee, honey and the ocean.

Disgusting.

He needed to fuck her tight omega pussy until he’d reclaimed her. Rub his cum into her skin until only his scent remained. Kill the alphas who dared usurp his claim.

After all, he’d killed before. He could do it again.

Eric watched that blonde head bob as she walked off campus and down the street. He maintained a decent distance behind her so she wouldn’t scent him. Pulled his cap down a bit lower just in case. He was undecided about whether he’d let her keep the blonde. Maybe he’d enjoy it. Make it feel like he was fucking a different bitch.

Those tattoos though. Filthy fucking ink covering up their marks. Perhaps he could burn the designs away. Teach her a lesson for showing them such disrespect.

At the very least, they could give her new bites in places she would never forget.

She was almost lined up with the car he’d parked earlier on her usual route. Eric drew closer, already salivating at the thought of getting her back to him and Andrew. Fuck, he couldn’t wait to break her spirit all over again. She’d definitely gotten cocky in their years apart but that just made the challenge all the more exciting. Sure, it was satisfying to have her cry and beg but his favourite was when she just lay there, disassociating just so she could survive it.

Not to mention this time around her new bonds would feel everything.

Aaand, now he had an erection.

Eric made his move, darting forward and grabbing both her arms. He twisted them violently behind her back and began shoving her towards his vehicle.

“Get in the fucking car!” he barked, relishing the feeling of alpha power sweep through his body. He ground his hips against her ass to give her a taste of what he’d be doing to her later.

There was a loud crack. Pain lanced through his nose and forehead like shattered glass as Juno head-butted him. Fucking bitch! Eric released her, disoriented, not understanding how she resisted his command.

He blinked, swiping the blood from his nose. Rage consumed him as a woman who was not his omega pulled a blonde wig off. He’d been fucking played? Him? He didn’t give a fuck who this cunt was, all he knew was that she was dead.

Eric lunged at her snarling.