Fated mates are something of the past; there hasn’t been a true bond in centuries, but he… was claiming Leticia as mine.
I was moving before I realized it. The scent grew stronger with every step.
Stronger.
Sweeter.
It was coming from Konrad’s room.
I shoved the door open so hard it banged against the wall.
And there she was.
Letty.
On her knees beside his bed.
Hands pressed to his chest.
Blood dripping from her nose, her ears, her eyes.
Face pale as death.
The necklace was on the floor; she had ripped it off, and I suddenly understood everything.
The monitors around Konrad had gone silent; the thick air didn’t have that rotten smell anymore.
That could only mean one thing.
She…
Leticia was an omega. She knew about it and hid her scent with that necklace so none of us w
