Only Omega - Book 1. (Complete)

Chapter Twenty Six.

Rachel’s P.O.V.

Six hours later I was approaching Silas territory with Reese and the rest still a good ten kilometres behind me, a light drizzle of rain soaking the world around me. I had to slow down into a steady jog to gain some time to communicate with the Silas pack Alpha, Pierce, through the link Caine had formed with every Alpha across the States by setting the trite against the Raptors.

‘Alpha Pierce, I’m Rachel Key daughter of Alpha Caine, Alpha of the Tyrant pack. I’d like to request assistance as well as permission to enter your pack boundaries along with ten others. It is urgent’ I said through the link, waiting for some form of reply as I jogged along the no mans. After some time, a loud snarl rung in my ears followed by a low voice growling ‘When I formed the trite I was unaware that looking out for little brats was part of the agreement!’

I skidded to a stop in front of a shallow puddle, glancing down at my own reflection. My eyes were red, my fur a white and cream, my paws were covered in dirt and my fur was slick and wet from running in the rain for about two hours straight.

‘I understand Alpha, but I wouldn’t be requesting assistance if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. We have knowledge that the Rogues might also be trying to take over the States and there’s a possibility that they are tracking us’ I pleaded, a flash of thunder rumbling in the cloudy grey morning sky above in the background of my reflection. Crows cried out and took flight from one tree to another, their beady black eyes watching me. There was a long pause with the slight sounds of muffled argument in the back of my skull.

‘Enter’ came Pierce’s voice before the connection was severed and another set of rumbling erupted in the skies overhead which was echoed by the sound of rain drizzling down onto the earth, leaves, boulders and wood. The ground vibrates as five wolves appeared out of the forest, finally catching up to me. Turning to my left, I shot past the border heading for the heart of the territory as I stayed on track, dodging trees and leaping over rocks, risen roots and fallen branches. Soon enough I felt a presence on either side of me and glancing into the dense brush, I found them to be Tate and Alec but Kelly wasn’t on his back anymore, instead she was riding with Anna on Reese. We burst through the tree line, my body leaping into the air and shifting before my hands and feet even touched the ground, skidding to a stop in the mud and rain water soaked grass.

“So this is the famous ‘Rachel Key’ I’ve been hearing so much about, Nicolas mentioned something about a runaway. Who would’ve thought that the future Luna of the Tyrant pack would turn out to be that very girl?” Pierce asked from his place on the back porch to the Silas pack house, a male around my age stood beside him. I rose to my feet with one arms wrapped around my bare chest and another hung between my legs.

“What brings you here to my turf, outcast?” Pierce asked, his eyes never once straying from me to the two wolves flanking my sides or the three others slightly hidden in the tree line behind me.

“I’m in desperate need of a Tracker to mask our scents and escort us back to Tyrant territory” I left no room for questioning and made it clear what I needed. Peirce narrowed his gaze onto my still aching form, my body was searing with pain from my hurried shift.

“A Tracker? Quiet a tall order if I don’t say so myself” Peirce said taking a few strides forward down the porch steps and into the rain causing drops to trail their way down his bare torso and down to his old, torn blue jeans.

“What do I gain out of all of this?” he asked stopping a few feet in front of me, eyes roaming over my naked form as I tried to conceal myself more affectively. I met his gaze when his eyes finally looked up into mine.