CHAPTER 28

ROMAN POV

It was now already 8:30 p.m., and yet the burning embarrassment Rose gave me still lingered.

Here I am, trying to relax amidst three very attractive women, and yet her annoying chubby face envelops my mind like a raging storm.

Until now, I wasn't sure of what I felt for her. I thought of it as lust. I thought it was my Lycan playing love pranks on me, due to his excess longing for his supposed better half. Or perhaps, but now... now... I am sure.

It is neither. I hate her. I hate her face, her body, curves, smiles. I hate her guts, and most of all, I especially hate the fact that the moon goddess decided to humiliate me by reducing me to the level of an Omega.

Not just an Omega, but a divorcee, a baby mama of three, and a notorious slut. One thing is clear: she is practically an open gate for any man who has a boner. The embarrassment: me, Lycan King Roman, settling for slaves. I would rather die than settle for that harlot.

"She did you good," Landon, one of my best friends