“Do you know the true nature of a Synian’s bite?” Garret stepped around Aldric to flank me, his eyes still traveling over my thoroughly visible body.
“That it’s addictive?” I tried to wiggle away from his gaze, but there was no way I could escape him. Any of them.
“Well, yes, but it takes many, many bites for that to take hold. It’s why some Maidens are removed from our care. When Maidens become addicted their blood isn’t as effective. We need potent blood from Betas to sustain us. But an Omega…” Garret said, he was just staring at me now.
His voice slithered over me. I tried not to shiver, tried not to rise to the lusty tone, but it didn’t matter. My slick was already dripping from me.
“An Omega?” I interrupted and they all smiled. I was well aware that I was repeating him, but my mind was going fuzzy again.
“Omegas don’t have the same limitations. Omegas give us life in other ways, and with blood like yours... We couldn’t believe it when we saw what you were...” Parris said, still tracing a line up and down my arm from where Aldric was holding me. “Your blood… we have been looking for you for so long, especially after--”
“What are you going to do to me?” I interrupted him. It wasn’t really a question, because I already knew the answer. I had seen it on the CCTV screens. I had seen it, and I wanted it.
Even here before these Alphas, that frenzy was returning.
I needed them.
Omegas submitted to their mates. Omegas healed their mates. Omegas needed their mates and they would do anything for them.
“A Beta’s blood is just that, blood. It sustains us, but it does not serve us,” Garret said. Aldric was still smelling my wrist as though he was the one that was becoming addicted. “An Omega’s blood holds the power of all creation. Your blood will give us back what we have lost. It will help us take back what was stolen from us.”
I blinked at him, that was hands down the most vague answer ever.
“What? Wait. Is my blood magic?” I asked, they all smiled.
Yeah, that wasn’t boding well.
“You are an Omega. You will be branded as not just our personal Blood Maiden, but as our mate. We will feed from you, feast on this wonderfully potent blood of yours.” Parris leaned in close as his finger continued up my arm, bunching up the sheer fabric before he pressed his fingers against my neck, the icy pads against the throbbing vein there.
“We will keep you safe as you help us rebuild,” Garret’s voice was just as soft as his hand traced a wide line over my spine before resting against the vein on the other side of my neck.
“And we will pleasure you every day,” Aldric murmured against my wrist. They surrounded me, cold hands pressing against the frantic pulses of my panic, holding me in place.
I was a spider caught in a web. Before I could move, they struck, their bodies a black and white blur before their teeth punctured my flesh for the first time.
Marking me with the bite that would forever make me theirs.
Claiming me both as their Omega and as their property.