Her Omega

Chapter 3-Tare

I walk away, leaving my little mate to follow me home. I relish in pride and arousal as I think about the way his innocent eyes trailed my body and the way his dick reacted to me grabbing his plump little ass. Truth be told, the only reason I left him to follow me was because I was worried I would take him right then and there on the forest ground if I didn't get some space.

I smirk as I think of that blush that seems to encompass his body at all times. I can't wait to see how he handles me in bed. My wolf perks up, giddy at the thought. The way he will writhe under us, that blush gracing his cheeks once again. I can only imagine what sounds he will make out of those perfect lips. I shake my head, pulling myself off of the deep end. Only if he's ready I think to myself, grounding myself in reality.

All sexual things aside though, the moon goddess gave me my perfect mate. Standing at just 5'7, my little mate is the physical embodiment of cuteness. He has huge brown doe eyes, and a dimple in his right cheek. And his wolf is pure white and absolutely tiny. I look behind me, stopping in my tracks when I realize he's not following. I normally wouldn't look back but I can't keep my eyes off him for even minutes it seems.

I need to have him in my sight at all times, heaven forbid something happen to my little angel. I use my wolf eyes to look back at the clearing I just left. My eyes take in the scene before me. One of my more dominant beta's makes an obscene gesture, forcing my little mate to look down in embarrassment.

How dare he! Who is he to make fun of my mate? I march back into the small clearing, my emotions forcing everyone to whimper, some more loudly than others. I grab my mate, pulling him into my chest, my eyes shooting daggers at the beta.

"Never look at my mate again, Beta" I spit, allowing dominance to seep into every word. He folds under the pressure of my power, crumbling to the floor and apologizing profusely. I look down at my mate to see his eyes are as wide as saucers. His face is smashed right in between my breasts, held there instinctively by my hand. I smirk, holding in a laugh as he blushes and shakes a little in my arms.

I'm shocked to remember that my little mate is merely in highschool and has probably never even seen boobs, let alone had his face crushed in between them. Although it is rare for a boy in high school to have never seen boobs, something tells me my innocent lil mate is the exception.
I pull my little mate off my chest and look into his wide eyes. He looks up at me in pure embarrassment, on the verge of panic. I have to hold onto my wolf tightly in order to reign in my thoughts on the look he is giving me.

"Don't worry mate. That won't be the last time you'll be nestled between my breasts." I chuckle internally at the look of horror on his face at my words. I know it's wrong to say dirty things to one so innocent, but I just can't help myself. His blush is too tempting. I grab his cheeks in a little loving embrace and scoop him up into my arms, bridal style.

"Waitttt, put me down!'' he whisper/screams to me, getting impossibly even more embarrassed. I caress him in my arms and start to walk, not listening to my little teens request.

"No"

"You can't carry me like this. I'm a boy. I have a ... a .. dick." he says the last part slowly with wide eyes, like it's a secret. As if he was actually scared I mixed up his gender.

"Do you now?" I say, unable to stop myself or the smirk that creeps onto my features. I stare at his face, taking in the shock and fear. I think he actually thinks I believe he's a girl. As if I didn't see his boner already. He spudders, unable to think of a retort for that.

"Yes honey, I know you're a boy" I say, rolling my eyes. Relief floods his features, then confusion.

"Then why are you carrying me?" He questions.

"Because I want to. And I always get what I want." I say to him, smirking to myself at the double meaning. He's silent for a moment, his face pale and increasingly nervous.

"Please put me down, Alpha." He says, staring sadly at the ground. "The boys who go to my school have already seen enough." He sniffles. I stop at this.

"Baby, we do not care what others think of us. Especially those pigs. I like to carry you so I'm going to carry you. I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable but I suggest you get comfortable. This will be the way we walk together from now on. I want everyone to know that you're mine. " I say, growling possessively into his ear, forcing his eyes to meet mine. This is not an option. I continue to walk, scanning the terrain around us.
"Okay baby boy, we're entering my territory right now." I tell him, watching his eyes light up a little.

My pack's territory is a whole village. Everyone in the village is a werewolf and we do not allow outsiders in. We have a store, shops, and basically everything we need. However, we do send our young off to outside schools to get them socialized and everything. I walk us up to the pack house, opening the door and crossing the threshold with my new mate. I feel so whole. The rest of the pack saunters in behind us, not daring to go ahead of me. I finally put my mate down once we were inside, safe and sound. I coo at the way he blushes and covers himself. He's just so innocent!

Ryder gives me a set of clothes before most of the pack is inside, offering some boxers to my mate, who takes them and puts them on faster than I've seen him move yet. Awwe, my little mate is shy! That's probably why he was so uncomfortable. I smile at him, marveling at all of his mannerisms. He blushes and looks at the ground when he feels my gaze on him, not even able to meet my eyes.
After I am decently covered, I address my pack who waits patiently in front of me.
"Bloodmoon pack" I say in my alpha voice," this is your new Luna and my mate." I say, announcing it with a threat laced in my voice. I lean down to my quivering mate, realizing I don't even know his name.

"Love, what is your name?" I ask him, whispering.

"Trevor lupa." he whispers back, awkwardly looking up at me.

"His name is Trevor Lupa. You may address him as Luna Trevor. If I witness even an impression of disrespect towards my Luna, I will take your punishment into my own hands." I say, power lacing my voice. At the mention of my punishments, a couple of the members of my pack flinch. I do not abuse my pack, but I am not light on them either. They are a very dominant group of wolves, and in order to be alpha, I have to have complete control on them at all times. My punishments are something of legend around here, as my little omega will soon find out. I smirk to myself at the thought, amused with my own horney ass-self. I cant go two minutes without thinking something devious of my little mate it seems