Reed
He took another step.
I twitched back, too late.
“You got one thing right.” His voice was venom.
“I would sully my hands. I would burn the world to the ground and trample on the ashes just to protect my mate—”
He was in front of me now, towering. His body buzzed with power, muscles tight, trembling from the restraint he barely held.
“—my precious Omega that you tried to destroy!”
His foot slammed into my stomach.
WHAM.
I doubled over like I was folding in half. The wind was punched out of me in one brutal burst. The pain was instant, like fire catching dry brush—my organs compressed, my spine screamed, bile rushed up my throat.
I choked, gagged, vomited bile onto the floor.
Before I could even slump to the ground, his hand shot out—fistful of my hair, ripped straight from t
