The silence between us was thick, pressing down on my chest like a weight I couldn’t shake. I stared at Jace, my pulse still hammering from what he had just said.
You’re an omega.
The words felt foreign, like they belonged to someone else, some other reality I hadn’t stepped into yet. I opened my mouth, then closed it again, unsure of where to even begin. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, my breath coming unevenly as I tried to grasp onto something—anything—that made sense.
“You expect me to just… accept that?” I finally said, my voice quieter than I intended.
Jace sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. The movement was tense, restrained, like he was holding himself back. “I expect you to listen. Whether you accept it or not is up to you.”
I let out a sharp breath, shaking my
