When I was on the plane, I began to process what was happening and it was still hard to believe. I was leaving my home. It may never have felt like home but who knew if this new pack was going to feel like home too.  

Everything is in a daze. The omega next to me smells sickly sweet but she is kind and seems to be friendly with the alphas. How is that possible? Were things really different here like Penny said?  

It was raining really badly, which didn’t help the fog in my head, but it all cleared up when we got to where I was going to be living. Looking out the window I was shocked to see the large broad-shouldered man who towered over this pack's Alpha. Such a man would have been killed for looking down on the Alpha. His eyes were a deep brown and his hair a chocolate brown that reminded me of happier times from when I was little.  

When I was finally outside, I couldn’t bring myself to look up at him, not even a little bit. What if he got angry and struck me? At some point we ended up inside and the omega and her mate left. I still couldn’t look at him. Not only was it inappropriate to look him in the eyes but I did not want to anger him.  

Suddenly I heard a scared whine which made me look at where it originated from, and I was shocked to find it had come from the towering alpha. I quickly corrected my mistake and looked back down at my hands, but he did not seem angry with me. He was nervous? Why, I would not hurt him. This alpha confused him. This whole pack did. 

I respond to him when necessary. My instincts compelling me to respond not wanting to upset him but also wanting to hear more of his deep soothing voice.  

I wept when he showed me my room. A room of my own was something I had not expected, and it had caught me completely off guard. I thanked him and he left, leaving me to scold myself for showing him my weakness. I know it is improper but if I am to be safe, I need to appear at least a little strong to maybe keep the alpha away.  

The omega from before had told me that this alpha was kind and that she trusted him, but I will refrain from trusting anyone for now until I get a scope of things.  

I look at the plain room. So, barren except for the mountain of colorful pillows and blankets on my new bed. He must have expected me to nest, which is something I do but I have never had so many objects to nest with before. I walk closer and realize that there is a lingering scent of the alpha on them. This is fine if it didn’t make my wolf want to roll around in them to cover myself in the scent. I shake the thought away. My instincts were going to be an issue but for now I am tired. 

I lock the door just in case and start digging into the blankets until I comfortably settle myself into them. I slowly fall into a dreamless sleep, but it doesn’t last long when the alpha knocks on the door saying he has food for me. I wait for him to leave before grabbing it and not feeling hungry leave it on the side table. I don’t eat dinner either.  

*** 

I woke up startled the next morning not remembering where I was. Whining and breathing fast until I realized that I was safely wrapped in a soft blanket that had not been on my bed when I went to sleep. It smelled strongly of the alpha whose scent relaxed but also made my cheeks heat.  

Sitting up I realize my door is open. I locked it. How... I sigh he must have a key.  

The alpha pops his head through the door “Oh you’re awake!” our eyes meet making me blush and immediately look down “I got worried, so I rummaged around for the key and opened the door. Sorry about that but I'm glad I did. You were shaking really badly when I checked on you, but you stopped when I put one of my blankets on you.” 

I bow my head further “My apologies alpha I did not mean to worry you” I don’t remember my dreams, so I don’t know what the shaking is about. 

“No no..” He takes a step into the room making me flinch and he retracts that step and regathers himself “don’t apologize you’re fine and you don’t need to call me alpha.” He shakes his head and laughs “Andy is fine.” I can tell he’s smiling but I don’t look up to see it. He waves his hand to me “come let's eat breakfast and you can tell me more about yourself.” 

I get up slowly to follow him. I had only heard of eating in the morning as something only the hunters do, not an omega. This pack was clearly very different because even their food was cooked. My pack, well at least in the area I was in, never saw the need to cook the animals we caught. It was just easier.  

I sit across from the towering alpha and look down at my plate. I didn’t recognize any of the food lying there. A few strips of cooked meat. Some fluffy yellow looking thing and what looked to be a shredded something. The alpha looked up from his plate “is there something wrong?” I shake my head still looking down at the unfamiliar food. Was it safe? How do I eat it? “Have you never had this before?” I shake my head and flinch at the alpha’s shock. “You’ve never had bacon!?” He stands abruptly and I let out a fearful yelp. 

He reseats himself and puts his head in his arms on the table. Looking down at him I am horrified. This was done to show submission. Why was he doing this to me? I do not deserve such respect, if anything I should be the one on my knees before the alpha begging for forgiveness. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to frighten you.” his voice came out low and soft, muffled by his arms. “I’ve just never met anyone who hasn’t had bacon.” He lets out a whine that makes my heart ache. Maybe he really was kind. I have never met an alpha that willingly submits to an omega. That is forbidden even if it is to trick the omega into trusting them. 

I reach out a hand and place it on one of his arms “It’s alright...” I give him my best smile as he looks up at me. Our eyes meet again, and I can’t tear mine away. So close his eyes were sharp like any wolf but kind and showed a hidden softness that could only be seen from so close. I was lost in those eyes. And I didn’t know it, but he was lost in mine. 

Gorgeous emerald, green pools. Filled with a hope that would never fade no matter how many times it’s been shattered. The place where he was touching my arm burned but I didn’t move, not wanting this moment to end. I would be perfectly fine with staring into the beautiful omega’s eyes forever. He didn’t move either, seeming to be just as I was. Lost in his eyes.  

Alas nothing lasts forever and eventually he realizes what’s happening, his cheeks turning a bright red. He pulls away so fast I nearly whine, and I have to force myself not to pull him back. To my dismay he’s not looking down again and it doesn’t seem like he was planning on looking up at me again for a long while. I sigh that’s fine, everything with time.