The Scent of Us: Part One (The Bond Dissolution Omegaverse, #1)

by Eliana Lee

DEFINING ‘OMEGAVERSE’

Love that tge author added description for anyone who is not aware of the omegaverse concepts

Though you might come across the use of ‘inches’ for…spicy reasons.

Inches for spicy reasons? that a lifestyle in Omegaverse ✨️

He took one look at her, dark circles under haunted eyes and her neck oozing blood, and knew he was hers. Her small body curled protectively in on itself when she scented him. There was nothing he wouldn’t do to bring her back to life again. Every word he said that first day, that first week, was carefully practised over and over in his head. He forgot how to breathe when she first made eye contact with him. The first time he said her name brought the most melancholy smile to her face it shattered him.

He smiled and a dimple appeared on his cheek. How fucking dare he. Was the scent, his face, those shoulders arms legs hands not enough?

THE DIMPLE! Nothing else can be so sweet, innocent and sexy at the same time 😭 + His scent is COFFEE!

“It’s a beautiful exhibition.” He turned to face her, his dark eyes ablaze. “It’s not the art keeping me here.” Brown sugar swirled with caffeine. Juno felt like she was floating, untethered to earth. Having him closer was the best and worst thing. His lashes were so very long and his freckles resembled constellations. She needed him to not look at her with such intensity but would also die if he stopped.

I'm dying!!! omg omg omg..

Afraid to live and preferring to be numb.

I can't explain the level of connection with this...

Her therapist was going to pass out when she heard about this. Juno, holding hands with an alpha. Juno initiating holding hands with an alpha. Her omega instincts had been nudging her the entire time to soothe Ollie’s nervous energy and she had followed through.

I dont know if I'm extra softy due to my hormones but I'm literally crying with this.

The looks and double-takes Juno was getting were extremely irritating. Only because he wanted her to feel safe, of course. Why couldn’t an omega wear a gorgeous dress she looked poured into without attracting unwanted stares everywhere she went? Isaac felt the need to write a strongly worded letter, though he was unsure exactly to whom he would address it. Anyone with eyes, he supposed.

“The grass isn’t greener on the other side. It’s greener where you water it. Care for her and let her care for you and I have no doubt you two will flourish.”

Everett’s world narrowed down to the impish omega wrapped around his painfully hard length, and his pure primal need. Fuck her. Knot her. Breed her.

“And during times you can’t be strong, letting me be here for you…it’s a privilege, Juno.” He faced her, radiating sincerity. “It’s a blessing to love you.”

“No one hurts the ones I love, Juno.” A vow so unyielding it could’ve been written in blood.