Episode7Little omega
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(Lucas’ POV)
"Hah, you must be joking," I laughed, covering my mouth. I couldn’t believe what this little omega had just said.
When she pushed me away and made that ridiculous threat about my d**k never working again?
That was the most absurd and least intimidating threat I had ever received in my life. Because all this time, as a dominant and powerful Alpha, I had everything at my feet. With just a flick of my fingers and a glance, every woman outside would crawl at my feet, begging to be mine.
But Lena—this little omega, this little mouse.
The strangest woman I had ever met.
She was the only woman who had ever rejected me, even after knowing I was her mate. I had even blatantly declared that she was mine —my mate. But instead of jumping for joy and throwing herself at me like every other woman I had encountered, she pushed me away. And threatened me?
Unbelievable.
"Do you even realize what you've just done?" I asked calmly, my eyes locking onto hers. They trembled, on the verge of tears—or was that the effect of the pleasure she had just felt?
But unfortunately, all those scorching moments we shared only ignited a wave of anger in my chest.
This was the first time I had ever been rejected—let alone by my own mate!
It insulted my pride, and the most selfish part of me refused to forgive it. The dominant side of me wanted to make her cry and moan beneath me, accepting this fate. But then again, I wasn’t me if I couldn’t make her submit to me, just like I always did.
Yet once again, Lena was different.
Instead of looking at me like a wolf in heat, craving s*x, she looked at me with fear and embarrassment. Right now. Right in front of me.
Her cheeks were burning red, and her body trembled as she desperately covered herself, as if she were terrified that I would pounce on her again.
There was something she was trying to protect.
And I couldn't help but wonder —why was she reacting so strongly when she knew we were destined?
"I… I don't… I'm not your mate," she stammered, clutching her clothes with trembling hands. "There's no way an Alpha like you—"
An Alpha like me?
And an Omega like her.
At that moment, it all clicked.
I had momentarily forgotten the crucial fact —Lena was an Omega, which meant she couldn’t feel her mate’s presence.
Unlike us Alphas, who could see and sense our mate the moment we met them, Lena was different.
That was why she was shaking in fear and pushing me away.
Now I understood.
She hadn't felt the mate bond yet—or at least, not like I did as an Alpha. That was the source of her distress.
I growled under my breath.
I had known she was an Omega from the start.
But my sanity had slipped too fast, making me forget everything.
I had almost ruined everything.
"I… I beg you, please don’t do that again," she pleaded, her voice fragile. "This is only my first day—"
Fuck.
Who could possibly hold back after seeing a woman on the verge of tears, fighting so hard to stop them from falling—right in front of me?
Like prey, begging to be set free in the final moments before their death.
Who could resist that?
"I get it. So don’t cry!"
"I'm trying." She refused to meet my gaze, her breath heavy. Her swollen, wet lips quivered.
If I lost control now, I wouldn’t give a damn about how many tears or screams she let out—I would devour those lips until there was nothing left.
In the most brutal and scorching way, no woman had ever experienced before.
That intoxicating taste.
It's a perfect blend of strawberries.
How the hell could a woman’s lips be this delicious? Until now, I have had no kiss compared to the one we shared.
And when she whimpered, her flushed cheeks filled with shame—
It only fueled my adrenaline even more.
I was already stiff from just a kiss and my fingers teasing her.
And f**k —now I had to endure the painful, throbbing discomfort that was impossible to ignore.
I found a few tears at the corner of her eyes and gently wiped them away.
"Stop crying," I whispered. "If anyone sees you, they'll think I'm bullying you."
I pressed my forehead against hers. Our breaths came in quick, shallow gasps. Our chests rose and fell, and the tension I had felt in her earlier slowly began to fade.
She gave me a small nod.
I wondered —of all the women, why did it have to be her? A small omega who couldn't even meet her Alpha’s gaze. One who trembled like a tiny mouse caught in a trap.
I could have had a stronger mate, someone more powerful, or at least, I could have made her stronger. But Lena… even though I knew she was an omega, I still accepted her because she was my destined mate.
However, until that moment arrived, I had to ensure that her fear turned into a poison —one she would crave until she became addicted to being in my arms. It wouldn't be long now.
And because Lena was an omega, it was hard for her to believe my words, wasn't it? She wouldn't feel the same pull I did. That was frustrating, but I would hold myself back.
For that reason, I had no intention of taking things slow. I would feed her the poison little by little until she let her guard down completely and fell right into my hands.
"I'm late for class," I whispered, gently brushing my hand over her head before walking away and leaving her behind.
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