**Orion's POV**
Morning light streamed through the window, announcing a new day I wasn't ready to face. I hadn't slept a wink. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Seraphina – her lips parted in pleasure, her eyes locked onto mine, her delicate fingers wrapped around my—
"Fuck!" I growled, throwing the covers off and sitting up.
This wasn't supposed to happen. She was just an Omega – the daughter of a traitor. I was supposed to hate her, not crave her touch like an addict needing his next fix.
I ran my hands through my hair, noticing they were trembling slightly. The memory of last night was etched into my mind with excruciating clarity. My skin still tingled where her lips had been. And her scent – gods, her scent was everywhere. On my skin. In my nose. Haunting me.
I'd tried showering again before bed, scrubbing until my skin was raw, but her sweet vanilla and honey fragrance clung to me like a stubborn ghost.
