Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
I look over at Damon and he is very much naked and…well he is aware his mate is here.
“And cover that up.” I wave my hand in Damon’s direction while his mate giggles and he rolls his eyes. At least his eyes are working.
“Don’t bolt up and try to eat me because I am in the room with your unmarked mate either. I know the feeling.” I remind him.
“I won’t. I am good. I swear.” Damon answers as they release the straps over his arm and legs and cover him with a blanket.
If you had asked me five days ago while they were pumping him full of blood and healing his arm if he would make it, I would’ve lied. It has been a rough five days with him, but I’m grateful for how he is today.
“Eric, can you give him a run down on all you and your team had to do and where he goes from here?”
“Yes. Five days ago, you came in near death. Your arm here was sliced open with an exposed bone. You had a stab wound to your left upper chest here which caused a pneumothorax. Essentially you were down to one lung as your chest cavity was filling with blood as well. You shouldn’t have made it here. Of course, there are all the contusions and hematomas and what not. A few fractured ribs…. ruptured ear drum… there was also a broken periorbital bone, which means your face was broken. We drained your chest cavity, and we used our healing gifting as much as we could and here you are.”
I am grateful Eric is leaving out the symptoms he was experiencing and how awful it was to make him comfortable. I am also relieved he did not mention Damon’s mate watching most of it.
“Moving forward, your body should start healing quicker now that you are alert. We need to get you from IV nutrition to oral. I will have something easy delivered soon. If you can manage it, we will move the process along.”
Damon lifts his arms and inspects them as his massive gash is now a well approximated incision with staples and now that he is alert, his healing will accelerate and soon the gash will be a faint line. He lifts the blanket looking before feeling his side.
“Amani, would you like a meal tray now?” I ask. Damon’s wolf is probably riding him hard to provide for his mate.
“Yes, I would, thank you.” Eric nods and leaves the room. I may have food delivered later from town. He probably would prefer meat to soup.
“Have you two had the opportunity to talk about your living situation? I assume you’re planning to stay here with us. Damon has an apartment within the packhouse, but we move our mated shifters out.” I have never been within Damon’s apartment but given his history I have no idea what she will be getting into.
“We haven’t really…” Damon starts but is interrupted by his mate.
“Yes, I am staying. I will stay with him, and we will work it out from there. I noticed the pack is quite large, that should work in our favor.” Assertive. I like it for him.
“It is. We have apartment buildings in town. We may even have a few cabins depending on what you two are looking for. Talk it over once he can leave, we will aid you however we can. I know that Ayla is looking forward to getting to know you.” Getting to know Amani and the heat
Cover That Thing Up clinic/hostel is all she has been talking about. I am happy it is taking her mind off the trafficking ring and the mole within the pack.
It has taken my mind off nothing. Especially since I had to lift the travel ban and am now working with an arborist about trees that Ayla feels are familiar to where she is from. She was raised in a hidden, nameless pack making it extremely difficult.
We are also watching Alpha Stevens, spying on the other alliance members, digging into the Triad group, Kian and his brothers, and analyzing bank and phone records. I’m sure there is more I am forgetting…. oh and we are trying to prepare for a pup.
What else could happen? It is already too much as it is.
“I already have Cyrus and Raven living with me so do not get any ideas.” I cut my eyes over to Damon and see him laugh and then he groans slightly trying to hide it from his mate with a cough.
“Ahhh yes, naked number one, and naked number two. Quite the duo. I’ve been warned, don’t worry.” Amani laughs and shakes her head. The fact she has made it this long within this pack is a miracle.
“We have quite the bunch here. We will support you however we can. When Damon is feeling better and you get more settled, we can talk about what our mission was.” I have talked with Amani several times throughout these five days and touched on some things to gauge her reactions and I honestly think she has no connections to anything malicious; she just needed to survive.
I do however think she will recognize Alphas and maybe even their names in trafficking records and that would be invaluable. I have not heard anything that makes me think she knows about girls getting sold.
That does not mean it isn’t happening under her nose though.
“I am sorry…truly Thane. I didn’t intend to blow my cover.” Damon shows no visible emotion as he keeps his composure.
“I don’t care about the mission or your cover. I am glad you found your mate and I am glad you all made it out. You and Theo held off a room full of Alpha’s and managed to keep the girls safe in the fight. I am damn proud of you. Don’t forget that either. Blow the cover a million times if it is for your mate. The rest be damned.”
“Wow. Nice speech.” Amani smiles as Damon nods his head in agreement, hopefully believing in me and not dealing with guilt all night.
“I think you two should spend this time talking and eating. Tell me what you need, and I will make it happen. Amani, be sure to fill him in on the events. It is better he knows everything that happened instead of worrying he didn’t do enough during the fight for you filling in the gaps himself with far worse thoughts than what actually happened.”
I move closer to the bed and pat Damon a few times on the top of his foot through the blanket and he nods again. I nodded at Amani as I left, needing to be with my mate.
Cyrus
“Will you hurry up? We have to meet Angela so we can find a place today. Thane said if I try to clip his toenails one more time, I am on extra border patrol duty.” Raven walks into the kitchen area looking hot as ever in the tight jeans I bought her.
So tight they appear painted on. I would stare longer, but Fireball has her murder face on.
“What? No, I have not slept with her. I banged her with fingers when I was a teen pup, and no fingers that I have put in you. I didn’t know what I was doing back then. Relax.” Raven rolls her eyes as I smack her on the ass and lead her out of the house.
Of course, neither of us has a vehicle now, so we steal Thane’s Ducati. He’s going to be a dad soon anyway. What does he need to go 150 mph for?
“Hop on sugar tits.”
“Excuse me, I’m the Alpha and I will be driving and sugar tits? NO WAY is that name sticking Fireball.”
“I’m trying to find a name for you, and we are both Alphas.” Solid point. My girl is sassing me, and I know just the reminder she needs
I walk up to Raven and turn my palm side up before jamming it between her legs, cupping her pussy and pulling her to me. My lips ghost over hers as I bend down, “You have a name for me. Now, get on the bike before I bend you over it and spank your ass.*
I have to leave out the word ‘quickly’ because if I don’t get this purr box out of my hand soon, I’m going to rut her in the driveway. The heat in her eyes tells me she feels the same, but I feel like teasing her all day for the shit of it, so I step away and get on the bike, allowing her to do the same.
I bet she’s pissed I didn’t let her call me Daddy and rub all over me.
Me too, but the wait will be worth it.
Or I die.
Life’s a gamble.
Several minutes later, we arrive at the first apartment complex. It is for mated shifters only, which is a bonus, but I’ll still kill them all if they show up when she is in heat.
“Hi! I am so happy to see you two!” Angela scampers up the sidewalk toward us. Raven immediately stands closer to me, and a growl escapes her. Wait..escapes? Unlikely.
“Oh, sorry…I’m mated.” Angela responds, a little taken aback by Raven.
“Which hand?” Fireball asks, and I already know what she is referencing without even thinking about it.
I hold up my right hand as Raven grabs it and shoves it down the front of her pants. I do not know how that is possible with as tight as they are, but she manages. My girl is still wet from earlier. That loser Alpha that rejected her may have thought this type of behavior is uncouth, but I’m all in for it.
Fireball pulls my hand out and holds it up between us and Angela. The poor she-wolf is trying to do her job and looks mortified, but it is also hilarious, and I don’t care what she thinks anyway.
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