Chapter 47

When she chewed even slower and a bulge bumped from her belly from too much food, he fed himself the scant remainder on the plate. Eyes on the view, content and growing more confident in his approach, he spoke of all their lives would be and confessed that he’d been lonely for her, had made great, secret offerings to the higher power so he might find her… wondering to himself if he was only willing to admit it aloud because she could not understand and think less of his prowess for unmasculine sentimentality.

Every Alpha desired an Omega mate, but to find a kor’yr was something not one in a billion might accomplish. Chris had found his propped up in a glass cage as if the gods themselves had set her aside for him.

The arm around her supple body grew tighter, pressing them into one being.

He had fed her raw meat. Raw.