Page 100 of Alpha Ruined
Her sour fear wafts from upstairs all the way to the front room, where Eugene’s body lies.
Shotgun blasts are a nightmare to clean up, but it wouldn’t be his first time doing it.
The Beta had the nerve to aim a gun at hisOmega.
He should never have left her that afternoon. Everything has turned to shit since then.
His phone doesn’t even fucking work anymore, so he couldn’t tell her he was on the way, and then he walked intothis.
He follows her scent up the stairs, not knowing what to expect.
When he opens the bedroom door, it's worse than he feared.
The kitten is doing just fine. The mini-Oscar is nestled ina bundle of blankets, sleeping peacefully near the foot of the bed.
But his Omega is a different story.
Bree sits cross-legged, her eyes wide and staring straight ahead. Her hands are in her lap, unmoving.
She doesn’t even notice when he enters the room.
Her scent is tainted by a bitter, harsh note, and it terrifies him.
He takes a step closer, but she doesn’t notice. She just looks at the wall, slowly rocking back and forth.
“Breana,” he whispers, kneeling in front of her.
Her pupils are huge, and her breath comes out in a harsh, unnatural rhythm.
She’s in shock.
It’s because of him.
He fucked up so tremendously that his mate is trembling, unable to focus on anything but the wall.
“Baby,” he reaches to take her hand. It’s ice cold and limp.
Fuck.
Her face is devoid of any color, and his inner Alpha roars in agony.
He did this. This is all his fucking fault.
“Omega.”
Her eyes turn glossy with tears, but she still doesn’t look at him. Her gaze is unfocused with an expression devoid of emotion.
The sweetness of her scent fades into nothingness, replaced by a bitter fragrance.
“Sweetheart,please,” he rasps. “Come back to me.”
He looks up at her sweet face and touches her cheek. It’s still cold and deathly pale.
He knows he can pull her out of her shock, but it’s not the way he wanted to do it.
He never thought their mating bite would be under thesecircumstances. He wanted to do it when she willingly turned her soul over to him.
Not like this. Not to pull her out of her own mind.