Dion A soft groan of pain drifts through the cabin window, followed by the rustle of blankets. My blood pumps at the thought of the young omega slicking herself all over my sheets. I scented every inch of my bed before placing her on it. If her heat isn't already in full swing, it will be soon. And I cannot wait. I'm so lucky to have run across the lost little omega. While she's made it very clear she doesn't want me, I'm sure her heat will change her mind. She will be mine. A Good Mate is not a love story. Do not read this if you are looking for lovely emotions and fuzzy feelings.