JAIME'S POV
Throughout the night, I was unable to sleep.
I pace back and forth, restless. There's only one person on my mind - Carissa. I bite back a growl. Why can't I shake this ridiculous concern for her? She's just an omega.
Just an omega.
The words feel hollow even as I repeat them in my head. My wolf stirs restlessly, a deep growl rumbling in my chest. It doesn't care about ranks or titles; it only knows what it feels. Protectiveness. Guilt. The strong pull of the mate bond. Something deeper that I refuse to name.
I drop onto my bed and run a hand through my hair, feeling frustrated. I shouldn't care this much, but every time I see her—her timid eyes, her small frame—it's like something inside me cracks a little more.
Suddenly, an idea sparks in my mind. It's reckless, impulsiv
