A sinister warning rattles in his chest, but it’s only a warning for her. To me, it’s omega uppers. My could-be mate, protecting me with his body. Defending my honor. Swoon. Damn it. Rachel’s lip trembles. She breaks out big, brown doe eyes, all glassy and fake innocent. “Finn…” “You don’t say his name.” The words whip out my traitor mouth.
