"What the fuck is wrong with you, omega?"
Before I could even turn, she yanked my hand. The sudden force dragged me through the hall faster than I could react. My feet skidded across the tiles, and we slammed into an empty classroom.
She shoved me against the wall. Her hands spread over mine, pressing me flat so I couldn't move.
Her face hovered inches from mine. I could feel the heat of her breath, sharp, fast, and overwhelming. My chest tightened. My pulse picked up, and a familiar heat started crawling up my spine.
"What are you fucking doing?"
"I know what you did, and I am fucking pissed. Why would you do that?"
She snarled, her teeth just barely hidden. The scent of her, metallic, raw, intoxicating, filled my senses and made it hard to think.
I folded my arms, pressing my nails into my skin without realizing. My chest was tight, my heat rising, a pulse of fire crawling through me. I had to stay calm. I had to.
"What are you talking about?"
