I felt so good in the protective arms of the big Alpha. He had allowed me to spend a night filled with amazing dreams. I wasn't the only one to revel in this memory as my wolf took as much pleasure as me. What a wonderful dream I had made. My mind was still frightened by the simple thoughts of knowing him next to my body. I was serenely curled up against Andy's perfectly drawn chest, one of my hands was tangled in his brown hair, the other was quietly resting on his shoulder. My hand sometimes went over his body to detail each enormous muscle. Fortunately for me, it was only a dream.
I felt his eyes focus on me but I did not pay attention. I appreciated this moment as if it was real. I felt my heart respond to each of my movements. I did not really understand what it could take me but it was only a dream so what was the point of asking questions? I didn't do anything wrong after all. I inhaled without hesitation the delicious smell of male that emanated from him. The perfume... How can a dream put my nose on alert? A grimace took place on my face and my hands stopped moving, one remaining in his hair and the other having stopped on his abs.
My eyelids were gently raised but, facing my pupils, was a torso while a while was to be drawn not too far from my sight. Thinking back to my dream, I abruptly moved away, falling backwards at the same time. I put my hand on the bottom of my sore back, I was on the floor. I looked up at what was on my mattress. On my bed was the red haired Alpha, an amused look stuck to his face and a mischievous smile on his lips. So it wasn't a dream but then... So... It means that... My cheeks turned a crimson color, embarrassed to have done such gestures toward this dominant I hardly knew. I was glad things did not go further than that, that would have been so much more embarrassing.
I stammered a sorry before getting up painfully, my cast bothered me enormously. It was time that I go to remove it. Once standing, I met again Andy who had become more serious than the moment I woke up. I held my bandaged arm in a way that could easily demonstrate my embarrassment at this moment due to the fact of my movements toward him. He started to speak but I went ahead to avoid at all costs this topic that embarrassed me to the highest point so I had to quickly find a less embarrassing conversation.
"You... You had things to tell me if I remember correctly..." I murmured, my cheeks slightly red.
"I think you have some questions first." He said, an expression of indifference on his face.
I hesitated to ask him some of my questions. I was afraid he would take it badly or get angry. I remembered only too well the fear that I had felt about Raven. I would remember that all my life. I started to swing on my feet and then met Andy's encouraging gaze, I took a deep breath before I started.
"Raven and you... You were talking about an Omega. You were saying that I was one... So what is an Omega?" I asked, still dancing on my feet.
He closed his eyes for a moment and began to concentrate. He must surely be choosing his words carefully. The silence was heavy and made me really nervous. When his eyelids rose, his brown eyes were gone and they had been replaced by the amber color of his wolf.
"An Omega is a wolf of a certain status. It is an extremely rare rank that few females can reach as it is not in their genes. In fact, it's impossible to be part of this group without the proper DNA. In werewolves, an Omega wolf ranks second in the pack hierarchy, just after the dominant. An Omega isn't as strong or agile in fights as an Alpha but his protective spirit is much higher than the clan leader which allows him to appease all rivalries, desires of murder or impulsion that emit the other wolves. In a group, it's a major asset because it allows the pack to remain united which has the effect of favoring all fights, hunting parties or else... Assassination of normal people... You have to know that killing a man is feared by all wolves. If they do, it's only by the order of their Alpha and nobody disobeys the dominant, it's a rule of gold. An Omega is not like the other wolves of a pack, it's not a submissive and doesn't submit. He stands up to a dominant even if he is lonely. In your case, it was another reason why you lowered yourself to make this gesture to me when I came to pick you up... I got lost in your question. This kind of status allows you to counter the orders of an Alpha and, of course, for a dominant it's forbidden to attack an Omega. It would be crazy to react as well. If this was the case, the whole pack would turn against its leader. Raven is the exception to the rule. He exercises fear and dread on his group that's why they didn't react when he threw himself on you in the forest. At the same time, this demon has done a lot worse, kill a human and attack an Omega, he has nothing to lose after all."
"Do you mean that I'm all that you just said?"
He nodded to make me understand that the answer was positive. It really made a lot of sense in a way. I was thinking back at all of Andy's words in my mind until one in particular attracted my curiosity.
"What was the reason I submitted to you that night in this case? If it's not because of my rank then, what is it?"
His face hardened. Apparently I had touched a sore spot in the conversation. He sat on the edge of the bed and then straightened up. My eyes couldn't help but retrace every line, every curve, every muscle that I could see. I began to bite my lower lip, showing the discomfort that I felt facing the man I wanted and that I rejected at the same time. I saw him wearing an amused smile. He must have seen my eyes wonder over his abs, his arms, his shoulders, his chest...
He stepped toward me with an assured step to take me in his arms. The redness on my cheeks that had calmed down took a brighter color than before. I wanted to get away but I couldn't. The only movement I could achieve was to squeeze myself a little more against him. I did not do it, too embarrassed and upset. I just smelled the musky and spicy smell that his body gave off.
"I would rather not tell you anything until you're really ready to hear it... It wouldn't be wise to burn the steps..." He murmured in my neck.
"I... Want to know... I wanted to know the whole truth about me... I was able to survive a bruised body and a broken arm. So you can tell it right now..." I said, enjoying his breath against my skin while shivering.
"Give up, I will not tell you anything right now... I just told you that you were..." He started before raising his head abruptly.
I loved the contact and power he had on me, it made me crazy but I hated that he was so close to me at the same time. It was confusing. When his face left the crook of my neck, I could finally release a sigh of relief but a part of me was disappointed not to prolong this moment. I wondered what he could have perceived. Personally, I did not feel anything. It was surely the smell of male that released Andy that blurred my sense of smell. However, I heard hurried steps up the stairs and my heart began to accelerate, much more than it had already done a few moments ago.
"Ethan! Hurry up, we're already late!" Shouted a voice up the stairs before entering my room. "We have to leave for..."
My mother finally stopped screaming and stopped in front of my door. Her face showed, first, surprise at seeing me entwined with a teenager of my age. A few moments later, a grimace cut off this expression to allow a false indifference to take hold. The tension in the air increased quickly, I had the impression that the presence of Andy wasn't welcome. My mother did not come at the right time, almost as usual. She always had to come when it wasn't necessary, how lucky I was.
How was I going to explain that to her? Especially since she did not know him. She had ordered me to bring my next boyfriend home, what was she going to think? Oh no. It was obvious that she would misunderstand me. Moreover, he had come without my agreement. The big Alpha stared at the newcomer and he looked rather uncomfortable. I felt him ready to lower his eyes which surprised me greatly. I began to try to free myself from his embrace but he did not care. He resumed his usual tone, his authoritative voice, the one that made me melt.
"Céline! It's been a while since I've seen you! It makes me happy to see you again." Exclaimed the dominant, a mocking smile on his lips. "How have you been since the last time?"
"Andy. The pleasure isn't shared." Said my mother in a calm but serious voice. "Can I know the honor of your presence here after two years without any news?"
"It's not very nice, I could get offended." He said in a harder voice. "I had some things to settle and I must say that you interrupted me..."
As he whispered this last sentence, he was moving closer to me, moving his arms around my waist and pressing me against his chest in a sign of pure dominance. I did not understand what he was doing and my fingers tried, in vain, to remove his hands hanging around me. He gave a slight grunt to my ear that alerted me and was dissuading me from making a single movement.
"Leave Ethan alone, Andy." My mother hissed as she stepped forward. "I wouldn't want to take care of you in my son's room."
"It's a shame... I was beginning to have fun..." He whispered in my ear. "Can't I stay a little bit longer?"
"Leave him alone and get out of here." Ordered the woman standing in front of us.
I held my breath, I was suddenly afraid of my mother. She had dared to give him an order and I was about to intervene at any moment. I was surprised by feeling the grip around my waist loosen and disappear totally. He had made a warning grunt that had turned into a more angry one. He laid a kiss on my neck before moving away to open the window. This contact caused a shill all along my spine. He gave us one last glance and jumped. He had just gone out, listening to my mother's order. My breathing resumed at once, had I stopped breathing all along?
It would have not surprised me, the contact on my skin and the tension that prevailed had surely taken my breath away. Why didn't I move? Why didn't I reject him? What was happening? What did just happen? I looked at my mother, how did she know him? What was she hiding from me? She had never talked to me about him before. They did not seem to appreciate each other much and I wondered why. She had things to tell me and any information about Andy would be welcome so that I could understand how to handle it a little so he could let me go. I was going to ask one of the most important questions but she was ahead of me.
"What was this person doing in your room? What was he doing with you in his arms?" Asked the brunette woman in front of me.
"He's a friend of mine. He came to bring my homework and he was happy to see me in good health..." I lied smiling, falsely. "How do you know each other?"
"Of course... No but what do you take me for, Ethan?! For the last of fools?!" Exclaimed my mother, rather pissed off and not worried about my question. "I was a teenager before you, you know that? I know what it's like to be alone with a boy."
I blushed violently at my mother's allusions and I began to swing from one foot to the other. I felt extremely embarrassed. I wanted to tell her that it was wrong but no sound wanted to come out of my mouth. I felt more and more shameful. Seeing my lack of reaction, my mother let out a sigh, raising her arms to the sky. She turned around and invited me to follow her. I watched her down the stairs, without understanding too much. I was still in my world, thinking back to Andy's gestures and the words of people who had come face to face moments earlier. She had also superbly avoided my question about their relationship.
"Ethan! Did you forget that we are going to the hospital soon? We are already late..." She shouted down the stairs. "Ah, unless you want to keep your cast on?"
This was the word that triggered my return to reality. I grabbed my light jacket that was lying on the back of my chair before following my mother. We walked through the streets of the city and I must say that I preferred that to wait three hours in a waiting room for bandages that weren't used for anything. At least, outside, there was space, air with a much more soothing taste and a peaceful view. The inside was just the opposite, it was white and the smell of medicine made me nauseous.
Impatience was quick to reach me. I was nervous and I let out a few grunts at times. I hated to wait. I wanted to move, not to stay on the spot doing nothing. I could finally breathe when I was relieved of the cast that was wrapped around my arm. I let out a sigh of pleasure when my body was no longer within reach of his executioners who worked in this building which I hated. The return went quietly, my mother slightly in front of me. I didn't dare to ask her the questions that burned my lips. We hardly spoke and it didn't bother me too much at the moment.
I allowed myself to put my ideas back in place. A smell came to titillate my fine sense of smell, immediately, all my muscles stiffened. There was not one perfume like this, there were several. One, two, three, four. There were five of them in total. The wind was blowing in my direction, not bringing them the aroma that was coming off from me. I felt my wolf panic inside of me, asking me to turn around and to walk back. I heard laughters, screams and some sobs sometimes. My heart quickened and my hands became moist. I felt more fear than anything else. I stuck to the woman in front of me who gave me a look of surprise.
Fortunately, she couldn't feel the emotions that were going through me at this moment. On the other hand, I was sure that those who were not far ahead felt it perfectly. We arrived at a crossing where there was an alley lined by a few dead ends. I turned my head slightly to the left to observe the people who were there. Big mistake. I had just crossed the blood color look of my nightmares.
The one to whom these eyes belonged stared at me with amusement, he must have thought that I had come to him. So I presumed that the wolves in human form who accompanied him were part of his pack. They only looked at me once, when Raven made a movement. I showed him my arm, formerly hurt by his fault, moving it from left to right and back and forth to taunt him. He let out a grunt and began to come toward me, threatening. The heat spread at a crazy speed in my already boiling body. I really had the gift to provoke people.
Why should it always fall on an Alpha? I could never do that to nice kids who wouldn't do anything in return? I felt that, in a few moments, I would have to go back to the hospital. I whimpered internally. It was an injustice and so stupid and I just realized it. A woman grabbed my arm and pulled me forward as she glanced at the dominant who suddenly stopped walking and hesitated. Damn it! But who could be my mother to keep two pack leaders on the leash?
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