Omega Trapped: MM Mafia Romance Mpreg by Beau Brown

Author:Beau Brown [Brown, Beau]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beau Brown Publishing
Published: 2023-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Valentino

I’m not making sense. I know I’m not making sense.

This arrangement with Nico was always going to be temporary. Unfortunately, being inside him while giving him my bite is messing with my head. Every alpha instinct in me is raging. The second he broached the subject of leaving me, my primal urges kicked into overdrive.

He’s watching me like I’ve lost my mind. He’s not far off. I feel unhinged. “You’re not going anywhere,” I mutter, greedy need licking through me like flames.

His cheeks are flushed, and his eyes filled with confusion. “Valentino, listen―”

I grab his arm and drag him to the car. “Get in,” I say harshly.

“Valentino―”

“Get in the fucking car, Nico. Now.” He obeys, and I slam the door shut. I stalk around the car, and my skin feels too tight. I don’t like the possessive emotions boiling inside of me. I’m not a possessive type of guy. Not when it comes to omegas, at least. But the thought of Nico leaving me, that’s making me see red.

I get in the car, and I gun the engine. Nico’s gaze is on me. I can feel his uneasiness. “Don’t say anything,” I hiss. “Don’t say one fucking thing, Nico.”

He hugs himself, still watching me. But thankfully, he listens. He holds his tongue as I drive fast toward my family home. I need to calm down. Whatever the fuck is going on inside of me, I need it to stop.

After a bit, we drive through the gates of my home, and I park near the fountain. Nico is smart, and he waits for me to come around and open his door. I’m glad he does that because if he’d tried hurrying into the house, I have a bad feeling that would have sparked my prey drive. I keep my hand on his back as we head into the house. Some of the guests have already arrived, and they’re enjoying champagne, and hors d’oeuvres served on silver platters.

I take Nico upstairs, smiling stiffly as I pass the guests. All I can think about is Nico’s scent and the need to taste him. I need to control him. Dominate him. I need him to stop talking about leaving me. When we reach my room, I push him inside and lock the door. He moves away from me, eyes wide.

“What the fuck is going on, Valentino?” His voice wobbles.

I circle him, the hairs on the nape of my neck stiff. If my kind still shifted, I have a feeling claws would sprout from the tips of my fingers. “Don’t talk about leaving, Nico,” I warn. “Stop talking about that.”

“Okay,” he says quietly, watching me warily.

I wipe sweat from my face, feeling jittery. I move up to him, and he stiffens. I press my face into the curve of his neck, and I inhale. His sweet scent soaks into my nerve endings, and I feel calmer. I run my hand up his spine, and he shivers.

“Don’t try to run,” I caution, my stomach churning. My dick is hard, and I take in another shaky breath of him.

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