"Tomorrow, sweetheart," Wylder said this and leaned towards her, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Wild, pleaseee…" She requested, showing her puppy eyes. "I want you."

"We agreed that we don’t force each other to have sex." Wylder reminded her of the rule, earning a glare from her.

"Then get out." She hissed, showing him the way out of the room.

"Not happening, Princess." There was a response from Night in a heavy tone, and his aura dripped out of her words. "I’m not an omega who will sleep anywhere except in a luxurious room like this," he added with a smirk, lying on the bed.

"You’re free to leave...