Page 189 of Psycho Pack

Don't care.

Only have eyes for one omega.

Myomega.

My sun.

More omegas drift by.

Their eyes lingering on me.

Why?

What are they even looking at?

One in a fox mask stops.

Leans close.

Too close.

"Hi, stranger."

Her voice drips with invitation.

Her eyes roam over my muscled body.

What the fuck?

What does she want?

I growl low.

Would never hurt an omega.

But I can scare them.

"The strong, silent type," fox mask omega purrs.

Fuck.

Didn't work.

Fox mask omega reaches for me.

Another growl.

This one's Ivy's.

She gets between us.

Fox mask omega backs away.

Eyes wide behind her mask.

Looks at Ivy like she's crazy.

Walks away fast.