The grip of his hands was enough to make the hair fall out of his head. Damien couldn't remember how long it's been since he was sitting on the floor, outside the closet where his mate slept after the heat wave subsided for a few hours.
How is he going to handle this?
He marked the omega. Now what?
To be honest, the alpha had no clue. Damien felt lost. Marking Sage wasn't his plan. Doing it while the omega is in heat felt like a grave sin. An omega in heat is similar to a drunk person. No matter how much they beg for it during that time, it's not right to mark them without prior discussion.
What's he going to do when Sage's heat ends?
"f**k!f**k!f**k!" Damien cursed, hitting his hand on the floor, hurting himself for being so stupid.
He could still feel Sage. The connection is s
