Azrael's hands tightened around Knox's arms. He pushed him further to the corner of the landing to lock him up, in case he tried to escape again. His anger was skyrocketing, yet he felt like rejoicing after finally having the omega within his reach again.
He bent down, leaning closer to Knox who lowered his head and tried to avoid his furious gaze. Azrael grabbed his neck and slowly traced them up until it stopped on his chin, cupping the entire curve of his jawline.
Knox shivered from that simple touch. The fear that he has was starting to be drowned by the yearning feeling of an omega to his bonded alpha. He was in peril, yet his heart kept beating faster from that contact. He bit his lips until he tasted blood, and prayed for someone to interrupt.
