"Zyra…"
Liora froze as the name left her lips.
The tall Alpha stood by the doorway, her hair damp, a crimson satin robe clinging to her frame. She had just showered—and she looked every inch the most regal Alpha she was.
Zyra didn't wait.
In a blink, she pinned Liora against the wall near the window, her palm flat against Liora's chest, her rage boiling in her silver eyes.
"How dare you sneak into my territory... and into my room, Omega," she growled.
Liora's breath hitched. Her heart pounded like a war drum in her chest. Words choked in her throat.
What could she say?
"I came to check on you"?
"I came to talk about peace"?
None of it made sense now.
Liora involuntarily sniffed the Alpha's scent….the one she used to feel deep in her bones whenever they fought or got too close was faint. Distant.
Her lips parted. "Y-You… you broke the bond?"
Zyra's brow furrowed. "What the hell are you talking about? Are you mad?!"
Before she could say more, Liora surged forward and crushed her lips against Zyra's.
Just for a second.
Desperate.
Searching.
Her wolf... didn't stir.
Zyra's hands flinched but didn't punch. She shoved Liora back in confusion. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What bond?" she snapped.
Liora didn't reply.
She stared deep into Zyra's eyes and then pushed her toward the bed. Zyra stumbled slightly, caught off guard as Liora straddled her thighs, face close enough to feel her breath.
"Shhh…" Liora whispered. "You'll alert the others."
Zyra's heart kicked. Something about that phrase… Shhh...
A flash suddenly and sharply flashed through her mind. A memory….
"Shhh," Liora whispered again, clamping her hand over Zyra's mouth as they tumbled onto the bed.
Zyra blinked hard. But the image vanished.
"I'm not here to fight," Liora whispered shakily. "I know you hate me. I know everything went wrong… but we have to find peace somehow."
Zyra's jaw clenched. "Get. Off."
Liora didn't listen.
Instead, she leaned in and kissed her again this time deeper, hungrier, her hands sliding up Zyra's thighs. The Alpha's body tensed beneath her… but her fists didn't raise. Her breathing changed.
Zyra could throw her off in one breath. One shove. One punch.
But she didn't.
Something in that kiss tugged at her.
Not just lust. Something older.
Familiar.
Liora's mouth moved with purpose, her fingers tugging the tie of the Alpha's robe loose. Her lips trailed down the curve of Zyra's neck as she whispered against her skin, "Even if you call me a slut for this later… I'll take it."
She shifted slightly, just enough to slip the robe off Zyra's shoulder.
Zyra's breath hitched.
Liora's tongue slid along her collarbone, slow and torturing. She pressed her lips softly against the exposed skin then harder.
A low, restrained moan escaped Zyra's throat before she could swallow it.
Liora didn't stop.
She was determined to break through.
Liora thought even if the Alpha forgot about the bond maybe side effects of the unconscious state they were in .… her body wouldn't…., the questions she asked her proved something was wrong ... how did the Alpha forget? When she forgot nothing.
Zyra reached for her wrist, trying to make her let go of her but something about the Omega was that she had as much strength as Zyra. No matter how much she disputes it…. The Omega was really strong.
Her mind said no, this was her enemy, how did they get to this point …
Liora leaned in close, her lips brushing Zyra's ear. Her voice was low….. sultry
"Last time, I let you have your way," she whispered. "Tonight… I'm taking mine."
Zyra's breath caught. She wanted to speak, ask when? …., to curse, to shove her off ,but her body locked, confused by the wildfire suddenly burning beneath her skin.
Before she could gather her thoughts, Liora crashed her lips against hers again harder this time, lips parting with demand and purpose. The kiss was hot, needy, claiming. Liora glazed her lips with her tongue.
Zyra gripped the sheets beneath her without realizing it.
A sharp gasp left her mouth as Liora bit down lightly on her shoulder, her teeth grazing just enough to spark heat …not pain.
Then came the robe.
With one swift pull, Liora stripped it off completely, flinging it aside like it meant nothing.
Zyra laid bare beneath her, skin warm and flushed, silver eyes wide with a mix of rage, confusion… and something primal.
Liora paused to take her in.
Her perfect curves. Her toned stomach. The swell of her breasts, heaving with every shallow breath. Her strong jaw And her lips…plump and parted, trembled with uncertainty.
Beautiful.
Without a word, Liora leaned down and slowly ran her tongue across Zyra's lower lip …slow, teasing, deliberate.
Zyra let out a small breath she didn't realize she was holding.
She didn't know what this was… but she didn't want it to stop.
Her head fell back as Liora's mouth trailed downward. She kissed along Zyra's collarbone, then lower….placing soft, claiming kisses between the curves of her chest before finally taking one of her breasts into her mouth.
Zyra's hands gripped the bed harder.
Her body arched slightly into the touch, lips parting in a muffled moan.
She hated this.
She needed this.
It was nothing like what she had with Serena. There was no comparison. Everything about Liora…her touch, her scent, her boldness… it set her entire body ablaze.
Liora continued, slow but sure, tasting every inch of her, marking her with lips and tongue.
And Zyra let her.
She placed a line of kisses down the Alpha's neck, across her shoulder, back up again to her jaw every touch like fire under skin.
She was about to move lower, but paused
Zyra's chest rose and fell as she stared up at Liora, dazed.
Her mind screamed enemy.
But her body whispered, more.
And Liora… Liora didn't plan to stop.
She planned to imprint on the Alpha
Without hesitation, she slid lower and parted Zyra's thighs with firm, possessive hands.
Then….her tongue made contact with her soaking core.
Zyra gasped…. The Omega really has skills she thought.
Liora dived into her core like it was the only thing keeping her alive. She licked fast and slow in turns teasing, swirling, flicking, sucking until the Alpha was squirming beneath her, breath hitching, toes curling.
Then she added her fingers.
Two.
Slow. Then deeper. Curling just right.
"Ahhh Liora! Oh shit… " Zyra moaned, arching into the pressure …moving her body up and down on Liora's finger.
"I… I don't like this," she choked, lying through her teeth, her hips betraying her.
Liora didn't buy it.
She muffled her moans with a palm , refusing to let Zyra cry out as her body trembled beneath her .
Then, as Zyra trembled, Liora snapped up, took one aching breast into her mouth and sucked hard.
Zyra nearly lost it.
She couldn't breathe. Couldn't think.
Liora's mouth flicked, licked, pulled, and teased her tongue circling each nipple mercilessly, switching from one to the other while her free hand massaged the other breast in rhythm.
"Mmm," Liora hummed, tasting her like she was starving her moans vibrating against Zyra's skin.
Then she moved again … back down.
Zyra barely had time to inhale before Liora dove into her core once more, eating her out with wild, wet strokes, fingers still inside, stroking her perfectly.
"Aah—fuck!" Zyra cried, head snapping back, thighs shaking uncontrollably.
Just as her climax surged through her…..
The door burst open.
Zyra froze.
Liora jerked upright, eyes wide, lips glistening, her body shielding the Alpha's as her head snapped toward the door.