The tension between you and Orion fills the air as he warns you, "He doesn't have the right to touch you."

Beyond holding against his alpha scent, you are moving towards him, pushing boundaries.

"I don't belong to anyone, remember?" You sternly tell him, "I don't have a partner."

He's lost it. His hands wrapping around your waist and his lips meeting yours before you even realize it. Pushing you to open for him, his tongue seeking yours. Heat is in the air.

"MINE." He claims.