Eight—
"Drew, you have to eat."
I shook my head. "I'm not hungry."
"Still. You have to keep your strength up. Jackson said it's important we stay in top shape," Mel informed making me sneer. I could really care less what Jackson says. He's been saying a lot of things as of late. Most of which had to do with...
No.
I wouldn't think about him, I'd start crying again.
I was done with him. We were over and we weren't getting back together. A few more days and his bite would be gone. But my heart still ached for him. My body still craved his touch. I couldn't even let go of his damn shirt. I wanted to shred it but his scent, it was the only thing keeping me partially sane.
I've had some pretty bad attacks with my heat. It had everyone worried, but I refused to go back to him.
And he's been coming every day. I wouldn't let him inside my room, but he spoke outside my door. Apologizing and begging for me to come home. I didn't have a home with him. Not anymore. He destroyed that.
"Drew, things are happening. Can't you sense it?"
I actually could. There was something different in the air. It was pretty hostile and foreboding. I was worried but of course, the little Omegas had to stay in the dark and let the big bad Alphas handle it.
Tsk.
As if.
"Drew, come on. Don't you think you're overreacting?"
I threw a pillow at her head.
It smacked her in the face and she glared at me, throwing it back.
"I'm serious!"
I sighed, rolling over on her bed. This has been my comfort zone ever since I was little. Still was. Whenever I was depressed, I'd curl into Mel's bed and let the world's problems wash over me.
"It's probably because they let those vermin into our Community. I can't believe they're letting them live here now. Like are you kidding me?" I growled.
As if things didn't suck enough, now I have to see that stupid little bitch every time I leave the fucking house. And she was always hanging around him.
On several occasions I was close to ripping her head off, but literally every time, Jackson seemed to conveniently appear and hold me back, letting that little shit run away. Have I mentioned how much he's been annoying me as of late?
"Just please eat something. For me?" Mel begged.
I sighed, grabbing the apple she left on the night stand for me and quickly devoured it. It was hard to hold down but I knew that she was right. I was weak and I no longer had...him...to protect me. If something happened, I was on my own.
I went back to wallowing in my misery when her bedroom door opened and Jackson slipped in. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Hey sweetheart," he greeted, kissing Mel lovingly on lips.
"Blegh!" I spat immaturely, before swallowing myself in her blankets.
Jackson rolled his eyes at me too.
"Hi Drew. You know, you wouldn't be so miserable if—"
"Don't finish that sentence," I growled from within the cocoon of blankets.
I knew he was rolling his eyes at me again. I heard him whisper 'so stubborn' and I wanted to throw a pillow at his head too.
He spent a lot of his time trying to convince me that there was nothing going on between Robin and...him...and that he has been a wreck without me. I didn't want to hear it though. I just wanted to be alone and miserable.
It's what fate intended for me, right?
"I want you to stay in tonight, okay? Don't you step foot outside this house, alright?" Jackson murmured to Mel. I peeked at them from in between the cracks of the blanket.
"But Jack, you told me you were going to let me stay the night at your house!" Mel whined as Jackson cupped her cheeks.
"I know, I'm sorry baby, but this is important okay? I just want to keep you safe. We still don't know what happened to Drew and I really don't want anything to happen to you. You are far too precious to me," Jackson told her softly, leaning down to kiss her again.
Mel nodded and tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck as an offering. Jackson bent to kiss the skin there gently. It was such a passionate gesture and it made me miss him even more.
"Tomorrow, okay? I won't let you out of my sight," Jackson promised.
"Okay," Mel agreed softly. She was practically floating on cloud nine right now.
Jackson smiled at her before turning to me.
"I know I'm not your Alpha but you are important to my mate and to my best friend. If anything happens to you, we'll be devastated so I ask that you too stay in tonight. Go home and rest while you can. It's dangerous out tonight. Okay, Drew?"
I stuck my tongue out at him.
He shook his head and left the room, but not without giving Mel another kiss.
Mel stared after him, even though he was long gone. Her expression was concerned, severely so and it was freaking me out.
"I'm worried," she whispered. "He's been saying that a lot lately. Something is going on and not even the Community is safe anymore."
I sat up and stared at her.
"Has he told you anything?" I asked.
She gave me a dry look, "You know he can't."
I sighed, unwrapping myself from the blankets.
"I'm going home now. My mom is probably wondering where I am."
Mel nodded and gave me a hug before I trudged all the way to my house, which actually wasn't that far at all.
I noticed on the way that there were abnormal groups of humans with strange armor-like outfits. At least...I thought they were humans, but I was very unsure.
I made it to my house a little confused and just in time to see my mother and father at the door. Mom was speaking lowly to my father and worry was clear in her voice. He cupped her face and kissed her forehead. I was close enough to hear him say, "Stay in the house. Don't go outside or let Drew leave either, okay? It's not safe."
Mom nodded her head, eyes slightly teary as dad left. He passed me on the way down the steps of the porch, leaning over to kiss my forehead. "Take care of your mother," he whispered before shifting and running off.
I stared after him confused.
What the hell was going on around here?
"Hurry Drew, come inside," mom urged. I hopped up the steps and stepped through the front door. She closed it firmly behind me before locking all of the locks and even putting the chain on. When she noticed my suspicious stare, she smiled at me. "You look hungry, let's go get you something to eat."
I followed her into the kitchen and watched her fret around. Her movements were jerky and filled with anxiety.
Okay...everyone was really starting to freak me out.
"What's going on, mom? Why did dad leave?" I asked her.
She sighed, "Honey, you know I don't know the answer to that. It's Alpha business and none of ours. Now, what would you like to eat?"
I ignore her question.
"But aren't you a little bit concerned? All the Alphas are running around with their heads cut off. And I saw a bunch of humans outside—"
"You stay away from those creatures!" she yelled suddenly.
So she did know something.
"You do know what's going on then," I accused.
"I told you Drew, your father tells me nothing. All he said is to stay away from the humans and I listen. They are dangerous and I trust your father. When he tells me to do something, I do it. No questions asked." She gave me a level stare and I knew she was indirectly scolding me about...Kai.
"Mom, don't start," I groaned.
"He is only trying to do his job, Drew. And protect you. But that's hard to do when you won't let him. I'm afraid you might be too spoiled to grasp your position as an Omega."
That hurt.
Especially coming from my own mother.
I knew my position as an Omega. Way too clearly, but that doesn't mean that this was right.
"Please talk to him Drew, I can die a happy death if I knew you were protected by someone like him. He's head over heels for you."
"Mom," I groaned, not wanting to hear it. I spent two days listening to it by everyone who knew what happened. Which was a lot of freaking people.
"I'm serious Drew. Just please, go back to him."
I huffed, stomping out of the kitchen and up to my room. Being inside here didn't make me feel any better. Nearly all of my stuff was at Kai's house and it was so bare in here. I plopped on my bed and stared at the empty room with disgust.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I've known all my life what an Omegas job was, I've been conditioned to since birth, but now that I actually had a mate and had to practice what I've been taught...I just couldn't do it.
Maybe I am spoiled.
I felt my eyes flutter closed and I hoped that I wouldn't dream of him...
There were plenty of ways for a person to wake up. One might think that boiling hot lust wasn't that bad, but trust me...it was the worst.
I gasped, lurching up from my bed. My skin was way too hot and the way it rubbed against the sheets just irritated me. It wasn't him. I muffled a scream in my arm.
I was going to explode, quite literally. My body felt slick, it was preparing itself to be entered but there was no one here to actually complete that task.
I whimpered, writhing on the bed as my nipples hardened. I tore off my shirt and kicked away my blanket. There was a part of me that was very eager for attention but I knew that if I touched it, the pain would only increase.
My back arched off the bed and I swear I saw stars.
Goddess it hurt so much!
I cried, digging my nails into my skin. I didn't care if I bled, I just needed a distraction. Anything to ease this feeling. Yet anything I did only seemed to make it worse.
I grabbed his shirt from under my pillow and stuffed it in my face. It helped a little but it wasn't enough.
Nothing was enough.
The burning just increased and I couldn't hold back a scream. It tore at my throat like I tore at my skin. My arms were covered in blood and I couldn't breathe past the shirt that tangled around my face. It didn't matter though, I kept screaming and I kept tearing at my skin. It was slick with blood.
My bedroom door busted open and the lights flickered on. My mother and father came rushing in looking horrified. My mother gasped, covering her mouth in horror. My father acted quickly, hurrying to restrain me. He pulled the shirt from my face and pinned my body down so I couldn't move. But his hands were too rough, his scent was all wrong.
I screamed again, louder this time. Blood dripped from my nose and I slammed my head into my headboard repeatedly. My father swore before turning to my mother and barking out a quick, "Call him!" Then turning his attention back to me and pulling me down so my head couldn't reach the headboard.
I fought against him, trying to free my limbs but he was an Alpha. There was no way I was getting out of his hold. The sad truth.
I bit my tongue, feeling the blood gush past my lips and spilling over.
"Damn it, Drew!" my dad growled, not knowing how to keep me from hurting myself completely.
I bit the inside of my cheeks too.
Was this what it felt like to go insane?
To feel such immense pain?
To want to just...die?
Was this what insanity was like?
Life...without him?
I couldn't even speak, just gurgle incoherently. It felt like forever until my mother came rushing in with...oh no.
No.
No.
No.
He stared at me horrified. Worse than my mother.
He hurried over to me and took over my father's position. I tried to move away from him but it was impossible.
"I'll leave you to him," I heard my father say.
Kai nodded before focusing his attention on me.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
I didn't care what he had to say. The feeling of his hands on mine...his scent in my nostrils. I was in heaven. I moaned, arching up at him.
He tugged my pants off before discarding his own. He was still in pajamas so he must have been asleep. It made me wonder what time it was, but not for long.
"Shift," he commanded.
There was no way I could disobey...not in this state.
I shifted into a gray wolf. Kai shifted into a deep reddish brown wolf with piercing green eyes. He climbed on to the bed and began licking at my wounds.
I whimpered and panted, trying to push him away with a paw, but he yipped at me, giving me a light bite on the neck and enforcing my compliance. I let him lick at my wounds until his muzzle was covered in blood.
He nosed my body until he was satisfied before curling around me with his much bigger frame. I was content with his body next to mine, his scent overpowering everything in the room.
I was just...content.
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