"I know you may think that sounds foolish and wishful thinking on my part," Vivian remarked, her gaze lowered in shame for her declarations. "But I…"
What could she even do as a helpless and weak omega?
How could she, a dying shift, in any way, protect her Alpha?
She was useless to him.
Ronan frowned disapprovingly.
She was doing it again.
Undermining herself. And the Lycan Alpha was never fond of that ill-natured habit.
However, he didn't wish to pretend he understood the depths of Vivian's commitment to protecting him or in which way she intended to do so.
Switching their positions swiftly, Ronan loomed over Vivian and pinned both her wrists on either side of her. His amber eyes were searing in their intensity, eliciting an involuntary gasp from the she-wolf, who didn't expect his sudden move.