“You’re thinking like a Nantahala Wolf, not a Carnage Wolf, so I’m going to forgive that insult,” he replies, making me frown. “Carnage Omegas are the center of our clans, Clove. They’re the jewel we all crave and desire. No other being could ever compare. So no, we do not take other women. Once we have our Omega, she’s all we desire. She’s everything.” His gaze turns intense again. “You will be our everything.”
