His eyes darkened with confusion, a faint crease forming between his brows.
"I can't help but wonder what's really going on here," Damien said slowly. "This wasn't a hallucination. I remember last night vividly....every detail."
"I didn't," Fred replied immediately, his voice calm but firm. "The moment I realized you'd already gotten an omega, I left. I never even saw his face."
Fred met Damien's gaze directly, refusing to look away.
"So tell me," Fred continued, his tone sharpening, "what exactly do you want with that omega anyway? Are you planning to kill him just because he had sex with you?" He scoffed faintly. "You hate omegas, so I'm guessing that's your plan....to kill him."
After a brief pause, Fred added more carefully, choosing his words with precision, "But whether you like it or not, he saved you last night. Even if omegas are filthy in your eyes… he still saved your life."
"I want to know who he is," Damien replied without hesitation.
