Primal Jealousy

Shut up.

Don’t you dare tell me to shut up. That’s our Omega. Our mate. Our fucking soul. And she’s nodding at him like an idiot, laughing, letting him think he has a chance.

Drag her out of that chair. Bend her over the table. Show every person in this room who she belongs to. Show her. Show him. Make her moan loud enough they all hear it. Make him watch before you cut his eyes out.

My chest