Angelic

Or…

For a wild moment, he was tempted to stay. Stay with this alpha, help him return home—wherever it was—and then maybe—

Then what? his rational side said. Kerosvarin had no cure. Was he really ready to bind his life to a feral alpha Jules would never even get to know for real? A feral alpha who would never love him for real, for the person he was? Pheromones and great sex didn’t make a relationship; that much Jules knew. Even if by some miracle his Xeus managed to shift back into a man, he would be disappointed to find himself bound to an unattractive omega like Jules. They had no future either way.

So this… this tight feeling in his chest was stupid. Irrational. It was the mating mark’s doing. It wasn’t real.

But it felt so very real.

Swallowing around the tightness in his throat, Jules took one last breath of the alpha’s scent and whispered, “Go.”

The arms around him didn’t loosen.

Jules bit his bottom lip hard. “Go,” he repeated, looking into the Xeus’s glowing eyes.

The alpha st