My eyes started swelling with unshed tears. I don’t know if it’s the tequila that’s making me emotional right now, but as long as it keeps me confident enough to talk to Kratos like this, I don’t mind. I needed to let this all out. He needed to hear this. Even if my hormones seemed all over the place.
“Kratos, I’m an omega,” I said, my voice cracking at the last word. The same word that began all the troubles in my life, “If you thought of rejecting me because I’m not strong enough to be a Luna, then believe me that I’m not strong enough to go through another one of your bullshits. Because if you do something again, I swear I’ll start killing myself.”
Without words, Kratos took a step closer, as if testing me for my reaction. When I didn’t take a step back, he took it as my permission fo
