Doctor Rodney had never anticipated things to spiral this way. This wasn’t part of the deal he struck with Madam Rebecca—he hadn’t expected to be put in this position.
He stiffened as Alpha Mark’s footsteps drew closer. Cold sweat broke out across his forehead, and he stood frozen, trembling inwardly. He was no warrior. Just a frail omega who had chosen medicine out of passion—not strength.
Then the footsteps stopped right in front of him.
His chest tightened. The urge to cry was strong, but he held it in.
“Is there something you're not telling me?” came Mark’s voice—low and deliberate. “Raise your head and look me in the eyes.”
Rodney obeyed with difficulty, as though his soul was being forced out of him. His hands trembled, and his eyes met the Alpha’s deadly gaze. The room fell sil
