52. Trust me, touch me [M]

When he redirected his gaze to that of his mate, Eden saw the canines protruding from the alpha's mouth, ready to sink into his body. The alpha was restless and the blond immediately understood that he was fighting his transformation so he wouldn't shift to his werewolf form.

Unfortunately, the thirst for blood had already set in. The omega winced in pain as the alpha's fingers tightened more around his shoulders. The strength of his mate was starting to unbridle. He didn't need to check his stats, the mere fact that he couldn't fight back was proof enough.

Above him, Glen was panting, his swollen member twitching as he was still gazing at Eden with lust. An idea crossed the mind of the omega. In this state, he was unable to fight back against his mate who surpassed him in strength. He had to get him back as soon as possible.