chapter 159: foreign feeling

The Alpha stepped out into the cool night air, inhaling deeply as he tried to steady his racing heart. The moment he had placed distance between himself and the Omega, he had expected relief—a sense of control reasserting itself over his body and mind.

But it didn't come.

Instead, the wild pounding in his chest only grew louder, an erratic rhythm that unsettled him more than he cared to admit. His hands clenched at his sides as he exhaled sharply, as if he could force the feeling away.

What was wrong with him?

Never before had he felt this kind of pull, this intoxicating mix of possessiveness and restraint. He was an Alpha—powerful, dominant, assured in his instincts. He had never once doubted himself. Until now.

His own words echoed in his mind: Then I'll wait.

He had said it without thinking, as if something deep inside him had already decided that Elias was worth waiting for. The realization sent a foreign heat curling in his stomach, something dangerously close to—affection?

The Alpha scoffed at himself, running a hand through his hair. Ridiculous. He had no time for such things. And yet… he couldn't shake the way Elias had looked at him, those stormy eyes filled with resistance, defiance, fear—but beneath it all, something else. Something unspoken.

He liked it.

The way Elias fought, the way he refused to break so easily. It intrigued him. No Omega had ever looked at him like that before, as if daring him to prove himself.

And now, against all reason, he wanted to.

The thought sent a chill down his spine, but not one born of fear. No, this was something else entirely. Something that made him want to go back inside, to see those eyes again, to push and pull until he unraveled every hidden piece of Elias.

The Alpha exhaled slowly, shaking his head.

Foreign or not, this feeling was his now. And he wasn't ready to let it go.