Rose bobbed her head; her hands pushed together. It was colder than usual, her plump lips quivering. Omegas had a weaker body temperature.

The thought of knotting my omega instilled a strange feeling. I didn't want to do it. Marking her was one thing but being physically intimate a whole different. A sigh escaped my lips as the cabin came into view.

***

"Call me once you are done making dinner."

"Yes, Alpha" She was still trembling, the tip of her nose and cheeks flushed.

"I will light some wood in the meantime."

Once she stalked to the kitchen, I carried on with my task. It was easy finding the...