Chapter 47: Don’t Hurt Me
(SASHA)
This is insane. I am insane.
The arrangement between me and Tyler was temporary. It was supposed to be temporary, but as it seems, being inside of him and claiming him clearly messed up my head. My instincts are raging. Every primal urge in me kicked into overdrive the minute he breached the subject of leaving.
He’s looking at me as if I’ve grown three heads. He’s not far off, however. I have lost my mind. I can’t bear the thought of him leaving, especially not now.
"You aren’t going anywhere," I say again, possessiveness licking through me like flames.
He looks confused as ever and his cheeks are flushed pink. He looks so pretty even when he’s lost his mind. "Sasha, listen―"
Grabbing his arm, I drag him back to the car. I pull the door open with all my might. "Get in," I bark harshly.
"But Sasha―"
"Get in the fucking car. Now."
He looks frightened but I don’t care about that now. He obeys, and I slam the door shut. I go round the car, and suddenly my skin is so tight. Even my tie. I loosen it as soon as I get into the driver’s seat.
I don’t like these possessive emotions boiling inside of me now. I’m anything but possessive, especially with omegas. But the thought of Tyler running away makes me see literal red. I start the car. I feel Tyler’ gaze stuck on me. I feel his uneasiness. "Don’t talk to me now," I growl. "Don’t fucking say a word to me, Tyler."