Stray Omega by Lizzy Bequin

sense in these parts. A lone omega wandering in these territories was an
impossibility. Yet here she was, caught in Ark’s fingers. The curves of her
breasts were limned in the moonlight, modest but unmistakable. The delicate
cleft softly furred between her thighs. And that scent…
Source, she smelled good.
She was an omega all right, but she was not like any omega Ark had ever
encountered before. She was wild, savage, fierce.
And quick.
Realizing she was no match for Ark’s alpha strength, the omega tried a
different strategem—biting.
Before Ark had a chance to react, the snarling creature dipped her pretty face
to his clutching fist and sank her sharp little teeth into his knuckles hard
enough to break the skin.
“Source!”
Ark bellowed as pain shot through the tendons of his hand. His grip
slackened just enough for his captive’s slender arm to jerk free. The omega
tumbled backwards onto the dirt.
“Catch her!” Ark roared. “Catch the little imp. Don’t let her get away!”
Leros, young and spry, was already up and on his feet, his muscles tight and
stark in the moonlight.
“Got her!” the kid shouted.