Zane's POV
I choked...water shooting down the wrong pipe and immediately launched into a coughing fit.
Just fucking kill me now!
"Sorry, Zane," Cassian said smoothly, rubbing my back like he cared. The warmth of his palm only made me shiver more.
"Did my question surprise you?" the patriarch asked, voice unbothered. "Or do you not understand your duty as an omega? Your role is to bear heirs for the five Alphas who purchased you."
Oh, please. Can this man just shut up?
I opened my mouth to respond, trying to force something out but Rhys spoke first.
"Zane isn't feeling well at the moment," Rhys said politely, though a spark of mischief glimmered in his golden eyes. "The mating schedule can be delayed for now. Look at him...he's too frail. Someone like him wouldn't be able to carry multiple pups unless his health improves."
