(TYLER)
Hours later we are on our way to the funeral. I'm too embarrassed to even look Sasha in the eye. I still don't know how I went from refusing his mark to begging him to fuck me, to breed and own me. I still don't know what came over me. The minute our bodies touched, a fever-like insanity took over. I felt like I could die if he didn't fuck me.
Unfortunately for me, I have to ride with Sasha, Lucia and Jericho in the family's limousine now that I'm his omega. My face is hot and I try to avoid Sasha as much as I can. I don't speak unless he talks to me. How can he be this calm? I guess for me the throbbing pain on my neck serves as a stark reminder of what happened between us earlier. The bleeding took quite some work to stop. I hope it doesn't bleed again and stain my shirt.
