How come when, for the first time in my life that I felt safe, it got ripped away from me?

Why did they take her away from me?

“Please! Please!”

My voice felt raw from the screaming, but I couldn’t seem to stop. I needed her, I needed her scent. I needed her knot. 

I presented for her.

“Alpha! Alpha please!”

Give her back to me…please, I needed her. I wanted to feel warm, I wanted to feel complete, I wanted to feel safe.

“We’ll take him to the medical facility, he’ll need to be monitored if his heat goes south. Someone get his Alpha on the phone,” I could hear a voice say. I didn’t know who it was, where it was coming from, or even where I was. All I knew was that Brynn was nowhere to be found. 

Brynn was my Alpha. They needed to bring Brynn.

But that’s not who they were talking about.

The Omegan whines to rip their way from me were full of longing and despair. I waited for the answering call, but it didn’t come. 

Desperation turned to madness. I thrashed and screamed, slamming my head against the ground until I couldn’t feel anymore. 

Somewhere amidst the chaos, I must have knocked myself out. Waking up in an unfamiliar room with the sour scent of Alpha permeating the air. 

My stomach roiled, but I was too weak to move. Too hot. 

A low mix of croak and whimper escaped me. I couldn’t even see, my eyes glued shut from crusted tears as the last dregs of unconsciousness tried and failed to hold me in its grasp. 

Slight rustling came from my right. I couldn’t see, but I didn’t need to. Their scent alone, all wrong, was enough information for me. 

Forcing my eyes open, wincing when my lids scraped against my dry eyes, I blinked rapidly. When the wetness returned, I could just barely make out the rough outline of a figure beside my bed. 

No, not my bed.

The room was unfamiliar, small, with hardly any furniture. Aside from the bed I laid in, there was a singular chair beside it. Occupied. 

“Mother,” I whispered, unable to make myself louder. Shifting slightly, I tried to sit up, but something prevented me.

“Easy there, pup,” Mother commanded with a hand on my shoulder, but her tone was gentle. One that I wasn’t familiar with. 

My gaze followed her hand and noticed the restraints. 

“Your first heat just ended,” she informed, then lightly stroked my forehead, only, it felt strange, muted. When the feeling in my body returned, little by little, I realized my head had been bandaged. 

“What happened?” I asked. 

“Too many Alpha pheromones, triggered your heat. Everything is fine now.”

That much I already knew, it didn’t answer my real question. Where was Brynn? What happened to Phil? The other Alphas?

But from the tense expression on Mother’s face, I wouldn’t be getting those answers. Not from her at least. 

“Rest, pup. We’ll get you home in a little bit.”

I sank into the pillow, staring up at the ceiling, blinking back the tears that wanted to spill over. 

I may not have gotten any information and possibly had the worst first heat in history,, but at least Mother looked at me again. 

For the first time in years.