His Mute Omega [Lost Mates Book 2]

The lingering chill of anxiety still clung to Amara as she lay on her bed, the soft hum of the city outside her sister’s apartment a distant lullaby. The bright sky through the open window offered no solace, only a mirror to the vast chasm between her world and his.

Her wolf, a wild thing of pure instinct, still thrummed with the memory of him – Killian, the Alpha. The encounter at the academy had been a jolt, a recognition that vibrated through her very bones, a fated connection she had only dreamed of.

But the dream shattered with reality. She touched the hearing aid in her right ear, a silent testament to her limitations. He had spoken, wanted answers, and she, the mute Omega, could give none. He was a shining star, and she, a creature of shadows.

"Are you ready?" Grace’s voice, clear and unburdened, cut through Amara’s thoughts. She sat up, nodded, and signed, 'Will you be alright?'

Grace smiled, "Eli will be there with me." Amara felt the familiar pang of envy. Grace, so perfect, so complete. No disabilities, a voice like silk, a fated mate who adored her. Why couldn't Amara have that?

'Well,' she started, then hesitated, 'It’s nothing.' The words died on her fingers, replaced by the bitter taste of comparison. Why would Killian choose her, the flawed Omega, when he could have anyone? She was not a choice. And deep down, she hoped she would never see him again.