“What the hell kind of magical scent does your omega have?” Rayan said in disbelief.
I ignored his use of ‘your omega’. “This isn’t normal at all. His scent is too strong and intoxicating. It’s like the strength of a hundred heats rolled into one. I think whatever they drugged him with has something to do with this.”
“Well, that doesn’t help us at all. They’re too far gone to even talk to.”
The alphas’ eyes honed in on Gabriel in my arms. Their mouths were literally watering. Their fangs had grown and protruded from their mouths. They tensed. So did we.
“We should run,” I suggested.
“I was about to say the same.”
The alphas attacked. We turned and ran in the opposite direction. They chased after us like those creepy, super-fast zombies. Growls and wet snarls followed us as we ran.
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