JESSICA'S POV
The hum of Dominic's words still buzzed under my skin. My wolf is awake. I couldn't process it. I wouldn't. I shoved him back, hard, my hands flat against his solid chest. The new strength in my arms made him actually stumble. A flicker of shock crossed his face.
"Don't you ever talk about my mother again," I bit out, my voice low and steadier than I felt. "And next time, Professor Vale, try behaving like one, or I'll have to file a complaint." I tossed the title at him like a weapon, and the flinch it caused was deeply satisfying.
I didn't wait for a reply. I turned and walked away, my head high, my heart pounding frantically against my ribs. He saw it. He saw my eyes. What does it mean? Panic threatened to choke me. Am I not an omega anymore?
I was so lost in my own hea
