Georgia shoved him.
Hard.
Her palms hit Jared's bare chest, the sound loud in the quiet room. For a moment, she thought he'd step back. But he didn't. He barely moved. The only sign she'd done anything was the sharp twitch in his jaw.
"Don't," she said, breathless. "Don't do this to me."
Jared stared at her, his chest rising and falling, lips still parted from the kiss they had just shared.
"Georgia"
"I'm a weak Omega," she snapped, pushing him again. This time, it wasn't as hard, more like she was trying to push the memory away than him. "You said it yourself. Five years ago. In front of everyone. You called me weak when the Moon Goddess chose me to be your mate. Do you remember that?"
His face froze.
"I remember," she whispered, her voice cracking. "I remember e
