Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
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also try being around other shifters, in their wolf form. That may help her feel safer. I know that Alpha Thane, as an Alpha of Alphas is able to pull wolves and force shifts. He wouldn’t force you, but the option is there.” Alpha of Alphas? A title I have not heard but somehow seems to register familiarity with me.
“Also, we should discuss the potential difficulties your wolf faces being gone for so long. With only one shift, you never had the opportunity to form a bond with her. There is a high probability she could either be traumatized and scared like you or feral. With not contact and no bond, she could pose a safety risk to you and others around you.” My heart. starts racing, fear flashing in my features. “I know that sounds scary” Eric states and then reaches over and places his hand on mine. The touch isn’t unwelcome, but it doesn’t sit right with me like Thane’s does. “We wouldn’t do anything to your wolf Ayla. Our ultimate goal would be to keep her safe from herself and the others safe as well. There are things we can try if she does surface feral. Don’t be afraid.”
“One more thing, once your wolf surfaces, there will be a strong chance you could sense a mate and that would put you into heat. Omegas go into heat once they find their mates. The heats are longer, more intense, and more frequent. Other shifters go into heats a couple times a year, depending on the moon. I know with you past abuse that could be difficult for you. It is something to think about. We don’t like to suppress heats because it can be harmful to the body and is pretty taboo, but I think an exception could be made in your case. just give it some thought.” I nod my head “yes” as he stands to leave my rooms. “I will keep checking on with Thane, but I think you’ve made a full physical recover, which is the easy part. Goodbye Ayla.”
I shut the door behind him, taking in the information overload again. Is my mate here? Should I be leaving my rooms in search of my fated mate? Would there be rejection? Would I want rejected? If I get one more piece of information to mull over and fret about, I may break. I crawl into my bed and under my covers. I feel on the brink of tears, but there’s nothing. I don’t know how I can have all of these emotions and worries, but yet feel so numb inside. My phone beeps and I quickly look out from my cocoon to check my message, eager to see how Thane takes the revelation I put on him.
Thane: Thank you for telling me that. I feel horrible taking that from you.
Me: You may have taken it, but I am glad you did. I want you to know that I will carry that with me forever. No matter what.
Thane: Sounds like you’re telling me goodbye.
Me: No, just informing. Just in case.
Thane: I wish I would have kissed you proper. A first kiss should be butterflies and passion. Fear and Euphoria all in one. Too much and not enough.
Me: It was perfect, and it will stay with me forever.
I need to keep my walls up. Trust isn’t something I can give out anymore, but he makes me want to. I don’t want to find my mate and be too damaged to reciprocate their love.
Too traumatized to handle his touches because I could have a panic attack at any moment. That wouldn’t be fair to a mate. I fall asleep wondering if I should have more. “firsts” before finding my mate.
Thane
I’m pacing my rooms now running my hands through my hair mulling over the text messages 1 passing between myself and little wolf. I took her first kiss from.her and she doesn’t care. If I hadn’t been so selfish and more self controlled, she would still have that experience. An experience she deserved to have by choice and more so more passionately. I can’t say I regret it. I feel guilty, but I definitely don’t regret it. It’s all I’m thinking about. I just I would have been proper with it. Taken my time, more thorough, exploratory. The thought causing me to get hard, which isn’t helping me think clearly. Knowing she’s next door, through a shared door nonetheless, sharing these text with me is making it very difficult not to run through the door and give her a better first kiss. I need to run. Get rid of this frustration, but I can’t pull myself away. The text about carrying the kiss forever gives me a deep gut scratch, but I don’t know why. Damn it, I need to clear my head. With an exhaustive sigh, I decide to mind??ink Cyrus. “Hey you around? I need to go for a run, clear my head.” “You would ask now, I was just getting ready to shave my bikini line.” “Meet me out back, dumbass.” I mind link back and head outside. “Alright, but no complaints when you see my bush. It’s been a few weeks.”
The nights crisp air feels good, it will be fall soon. I head out to the forest behind the pack house and strip down, placing my clothes next to a tree. My shift is fast, completely shifted before hitting the ground. I’ve yet to meet a shifter that can pull that off. Ronan is quick, standing to shake out is this, black coat. A few minutes later and Cyrus’ gray wolf now walks up beside me. We take off running into the woods. The wind blowing through. our fur, the soft feel of dirt under our paws all senses heightened. We are tearing through the woods, running for a few hours. The moon is up, almost full.