Her Omega

Chapter 2-Trevor

My wolf form trots happily through the forest,
yipping with content every couple of minutes. He leans down to smell the little yellow flowers on the trail and sneezes clumsily at the pollination. He shake his head and start to trott again.

I don't get to let him out very often because of new pack rules, so when I do get to shift, I allow him full control.

Suddenly, he hears a little squeak coming from the left and he turn, crouching low.

Out from the trees comes the fuzziest little squirrel this forest has ever known. My wolf-Dez-named the little squirrel 'Jet' 6 months ago and ever since then they have been inseparable. Dez sneaks lowly on his belly as Jet squeaks on, completely oblivious. He jumps up into the air and lands in front of the squirrel with his front paws down, wanting to play. Jet jumps out of fright, but manages to land in the same mock position as Dez. The squirrel taunts him, swinging his tail in the air lazily, then he takes off.

Dez bounds after him, tongue hanging lazily out of his mouth and flapping in the wind against his cheek. All of a sudden he stops mid bound. His ears perk up as the forest gets creepy within seconds. It gets three shades darker and all of the natural sounds of the forest stop at the same time, as if everything is holding its breath.

Within a blink of an eye, Dez and I are surrounded by huge, snarling wolves. They cage us in a circle with their bodies. I start to hyperventilate, scared for my life. I was so sure no wolf had territory over this land. I checked with my pack and everything. My mind goes crazy with possibilities. Who are these psychotic powerful wolves? Dez and I sink entirely to the ground, our neck unwillingly bared. All of the other wolves' emotions seep out of them, making dez start to whine and squirm. They reek of power. My heart picks up, and I hope and pray I don't die today. I'm so young! I have so much left to live for.

I try to keep my head clear but this is all too much for me. I'm just a skinny, seventeen year old omega. I have no idea why they are boxing me in like I'm a rogue threat. I don't even know if it would take two of these wolves to take me down, let alone a whole pack. Dez whimpers a little. We have no chance in hell of getting out of this alive. I wait for a couple more minutes, not daring to move a muscle. After the third awkward minute, I quickly glance up at the wolves. They all stand perfectly still, waiting. For what or who I have no idea, and I wish I wouldn't have to find out.

All of the sudden, Dez yips with joy, jumping up from our crouched position.

"MATE" he screeches to me, waggling his fluffy little white tail all over the place. The entire pack of wolves surrounding us jumps in shock at Dez's sudden movement. They snarl and gnash their teeth at him. I cringe and force Dez to get back on his belly. But he doesn't calm down. He continues to wag his tail and whine, even as something huge barrels through the forest. Coming straight for us.

"MATE MATE MATE MATE" my wolf sings happily at me.

"OH HELL NO" I scream back at him, panicking more and more the closer the huge beast gets. My wolf is actually crazy if he is excited for this thing to come eat us alive. I start to back away instinctually, sensing the mortal danger I'm in.

The forest gets impossibly more still as I hear whimpers and the wolves scatter out of the way. My wolf can't help it. Dez needs to look at his mate. He peaks up from the ground.

There standing before us is a huge, snarling, monster of a wolf. I start to hyperventilate. There's no way this huge thing is our mate. Glowing red eyes pierce our yellow ones with unbreakable dominance. The wolf stands at 5 feet tall on all fours, roughly the size of a person. They tower above me and every single other wolf in the clearing. The wolf growls with so much authority that my wolf submits immediately, force-turning us back into our vulnerable human state.

My human form cracks and grows back into place, Dez's white fur retracting into my skin. Left in Dez's place, I kneel utterly naked in the slightly snowy terrain. My cheeks turn bright red and my hands move to cover my..um.. bits. I kept my eyes down during the entire changing process, worried one wrong move would set the monster off. The wolf beast gets impossibly closer to me. So close I can feel its breath on my face. All of the sudden, the wolf licks my entire face, chin to hair, staking their claim. I jump and squeak out in utter shock.

Immediately, I hear cracks and pops echoing in the trees. I have been unable to meet my mate's eyes during this interaction, but when I hear the change, I look up sharply.

My mouth flies open, a gasp leaving my lips. Where that beast of a wolf stood now stands a six foot tall, sexily toned woman with the most gorgeous silky black hair i've ever seen. Nothing compares to her face though. Her cheekbones stand high on her face, making her look nothing short of regal. Her eyebrows are thin and sharp, and her mouth has a wicked lilt that makes her look like she is devilishly smirking all the time. This woman could very literally be a supermodel.

"MATE" she says, utter dominance leaking into every part of the word.

"Stand" I follow her command without a second thought.

"My name is Tare Bloodborn, Alpha of the blood moon pack." her gaze pierces into mine with a sort of sharp intellect I hadn't previously credited her for. I shudder.

"You are my mate and you are coming home with me." she says, leaving nothing up for question. That was a direct order and I can't disobey. I nod, not trusting my voice. I allow my gaze to flick back up from the ground, not daring to reach her eyes again.

Because of our proximity, I come face to face with the very first pair of breasts I have ever seen in my life. My mouth drops open and my face bursts into flames. I am once again reminded that I am standing here, utterly naked, with the most beautifully intimidating woman I have ever seen. I squirm where I stand , my mouth still open with shock. The alpha leans in, making me jump a little. She puts her mouth right on my ear and breathes out, making my whole body go up in a fire like blush and a small shudder runs through my spine.

"Close that sinful little mouth of yours before I put something in it." she whispers, her voice permeated with lust and a hint of amusement.
My jaw snaps shut and my eyebrows raise right off my face. I didnt think my blush could get any worse, but I was deeply wrong. She pulls back from my ear and smirks at me. Her hand reaches behind me and grabs my bare ass, pulling me closer towards her. I jump and shiver at her groping hand, absolutely floored.

"Come" she says, letting go of my ass, and turning without any hesitation. She knows I will follow. And if I don't, her entire pack is going to drag me back, kicking and screaming if they must. I look around at her pack, realizing that they were all watching every second of our interaction. I feel utterly humiliated, standing there looking at the men and women who surround me. They all look absolutely and hilariously amused. My eyes find a group of boys I immediately recognize from my high school.

They look to be holding in laughter so hard that their cheeks are red and they have tears forming in their eyes. One of the guys smirks at me evilly and pretends to grab his friend's ass while the friend stands there looking mock embarrassed. I look away mortified. My eyes trail down to the ground in shame and I realize something that makes the last of my dignity leave me: I'm rock hard.