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451 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 30, 2026
I wanted to be loved. Truly. Deeply. I wanted companionship. Romance. Respect. Everything my parents had and more. I let myself dream, only for it to be ripped out from under me for a third time. Maybe it was my punishment for being greedy? I’d known from his rejection of my second call the dream was a lost cause. I’d even grown resentful of it, but it was one thing to choose to spurn it and another to have it taken. It was impossible now. I’d signed away any last sliver of chance there might’ve been, so I had to disown the fantasies and harden my heart all over again. Indefinitely this time.
I’d witnessed him with his walls torn down around him, broken because of our daughter. I’d watched him shatter apart in more ways than one, flayed bare, but this was a deeper vulnerability. Significant. It was willing. He was actively exposing his torment, peeking out of his containment in need of comfort, and I found myself opposed to the idea of him retreating again.
Dylan was quiet for a beat. I glanced over at him, noticing his eyes were glistening. It may be the lights. “You’d really do that?” I hummed an assent. “I have the means to give you anything your heart desires, and I’ll do it. No hesitation. Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”
“I’m not cut out for this. For any of this,” he mused, biting the inside of his cheek. His meaning was clear. “You’re doing fine,” I responded, though it felt insufficient. He lifted his eyes further, studying me intently. “Am I?” “You’re . . .” I exhaled slowly, fighting my usual compulsion to remain silent. My voice was unrecognisable when I finally said, “You’re perfect.”
“What?” Dylan said, peering up at me, his brows creased. “You’re . . . purring.” He blinked, becoming aware of the sound himself. His breath caught, and it ceased, though the soothing effects lingered. “Fuck, I didn’t even realize.” It was the sign of a truly contented omega. Many tried to replicate the sound to please their partners, but the true marvel couldn’t be faked. It was instinctual, like breathing, and I’d never expected to hear it in my lifetime. Never thought an omega would ever feel so secure in my presence they would purr for me. Never wanted them to. Now I’d perceived it, I would yearn for it every day for the rest of my life.
I had a choice. I surrendered. Dylan tensed as my lips captured his, but it was brief. He sighed and circled his arms around my neck, mirroring my roughness, my desperation. Kissing me as if it was his only purpose, his final act on earth. I understood. My fingers threaded through his soft hair, unleashing the wild and rebellious strands from their restrictive knot. Let them see you. Let them see you as I do.
“Tease all you want, but I’d kneel for no one else.”
“Go on, then.” I dropped down to my elbows. “Show me how sorry you are.”