Page 127 of Psycho Pack

Always aches.

Sometimes makes it hard to think.

Nurse said they could help.

Can't fix, but can help.

Scars could be less horrifying.

Ivy loves me anyway.

Loves the monster I am.

But maybe...

Maybe I could be less monstrous.

For her.

Even though she would hate that I did it for her.

My sweet fierce omega.

Deserves better than a scarred beast.

"They're probably having an orgy without us," Valek slurs.

His silver eyes are clearer now.

Less hazy.

The drugs leaving his system.

He looks more like himself now.

"I mean, did youseehow they looked at each other?" He waves his hand vaguely. "The princess and the peasant and our little omega..."

"Not yours now," Thane reminds him.

Valek's eyes flash with hurt.

With pain.

Don't usually see Valek in pain.

He should know that's his fault.

A prison of his own making.

I should kill him for it, too.

But I won't.

Ivy wouldn't want that.

She will forgive him.

Of course she will.