Chapter 217 Linda Becomes A Mother

• Jane
• I smell him before I see him, like the crackling heat of a bonfire and wild mountain air: spicy, masculine and so intoxicating my body instantly feels drunk with desire. Stupid omega instincts. I think bitterly.
• Staring across the cafeteria, I catch a glimpse of bronze skin and dark hair, the powerful form of an apex predator. He’s wearing all black, and moving through the crowd as if he owns the place. Of course… that’s not too far from the truth.