Katala
Run. That’s all my Omega Instinct was telling me to do. I knew that running away from an Alpha was inciting all his hunting instincts to the surface, but I wasn’t thinking straight. I couldn’t stop running away from him even if I wanted to. The sensations Noctis had awakened on me had been the most powerful, charged and ambrosial feelings I’ve ever experienced. I wanted more, I couldn’t ever have enough of him, and his fingers and those delectable sucking fangs that had pierced my breasts through my clothes. I would have let him f**k me against that wall if he had opened my legs and demanded entrance. And that was a problem. I couldn’t fall back in Noctis' trap.
I made my way through the throng of people walking around the street vendors surrounding the royal patio. For a
