“Eleven”
Boon's POV
"Hey, angel. Glad you're finally alone. "
"P-Pha. Please tone your aura down."
"Hm? Is it affecting you?"
"f**k! Just...just calm it down."
"Beg me, baby."
The hell?! Me beg? Tsk. I was born from two strong alpha genes. I may be an omega but a strong one.
"Who's your baby? I don't believe you have the right to call me that!" I glared at Phraisong as he still has me trapped between him and the locker cabinet.
"Believe? I'll make you. Just choose me, Boon. I'll make you happier."
His aura is strengthened. Bad. Because my senses are getting hazy. Good. Because someone will notice it from the outside. But it's not like I can't defend myself.
"Choose you? I didn't choose. Didn't have to. I was born to be with someone. The only one. I was born to be with Ram-"
