I swallowed. Maybe it was intuition, but I knew he wasn’t threatening me – at least not directly. My plan to revert to full humanity wouldn’t work. Soon I’d be off planet. Light-years away from direct revenge. That would give me the opportunity to tell. If I did, Pa – maybe Becky too – would be in danger.

My expression must have told him I understood since he smiled.

I pushed again against his grip and stayed in place. Strength, body weight, and leverage – either was enough to keep me pinned down. He had all three in abundance. Besides, I was fighting the pills. Not enough to put me to sleep but enough to take most of the fight out of me.

It was no secret I feared a man’s cock inside, although there were certain Volardi ponderings. Whatever the answer was to that, I know I didn’t want Nate to be my first or any time after.

Using my pitiful strength was useless. It was what Peter would have done. Being Omega got me into this situation but maybe it was time to think like one. My muscles were less than his, but my brain was still very much me. “The Volardi... you’re attacking someone that belongs to them.”

He shook his head. “I overheard you in the bedroom. You don’t belong to them yet. You’re unclaimed. They can’t do anything.”

My expression dropped. Nate was evil but smart. When I went to their website, most of my research was on making sure I could get out of the contract. That didn’t turn out to be exactly true, but I remembered the part about unclaimed Omegas. It was why Volardi males stay with their potential mate. Volardi as a rule, wouldn’t steal another’s but they preferred to take no chances.

I can see why.

He pulled at my robe with surprising gentleness. It wasn’t kindness. Rather a way for me to walk back into the house and pretend that nothing happened. My lips thinned as I imagined that future version of me. Nate’s sperm would drip out of my ass while I had to pretend everything was fine.

God… what if he impregnated me? No human has ever slept with an Omega. I didn’t know if it would take. Having him attack me in that way was horrific. Having his offspring in me? Even worse.

He threw my robe off against the wooden fence. He smiled as he saw the gold chain attached to my tits. “Someone’s freaky.” He tugged down with far too much pressure, yet I still felt them harden in response. He tapped at the blue collar around my neck. “What’s this?”

It was only a few heartbeats, but an idea came.

“A gift. Leave it alone.”