On his way home from a meeting of the North American werewolf council, Armand La Marche is stopped in his limousine by a boy who is hurt by an unknown assailant who murdered his friend. After decades of searching, Armand has found his mate. There is one problem, someone is trying to kill Sean.<br><br>Sean Quinn's friend Leroy was gutted trying to protect him. He runs for help and stops the first car he sees.<br><br>Armand La Marche is head Alpha of the North American werewolf council and was in his limousine on his way home to his Manhattan brownstone. When the wounded boy stops his car, Armand recognizes two things:the boy is part wolf, an Omega with a great gift, and he's Armand's mate. Now all Armand has to do is claim his mate and keep him safe from the murderer.

His Omega

Sean didn’t know how much time passed before he woke again. The injection packed one hell of a punch. At least it took away the pain for a while. However he was worried that he’d heal too quickly and Dimitri would start all over again. The pain from his eye was excruciating. He heard footsteps. He still couldn’t quite see out of his eye.


“So, you’re awake. You should know the name of your new master, dog. I am Dimitri Petrovich, soon to become Alpha of all Russia.” Petrovich kicked over the chair and put his boot on Sean’s neck. “Thought you could chase me away because I killed a human, didn’t you? No more running. Once La Marche is dealt with, you’re mine to do with as I please.”


Sean could barely see the big boot come at his ribs, again and again but he felt the steel toe.


He didn’t know how much more of this he could take. His father had broken bones, but this lummox seemed to know exactly where to hit to give the most pain. He felt like he could barely breathe.


Chapter 66