Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

34. Snuggle Puddle

You'd started to head to your room with your fingers woven through Shotos, but the idea of being back in your 'cell' had your body crying out in protest.

Not in there again... not pushed away again...

Even though you had your collar on, Shoto could sense your unease, seeing the way you hesitated looking at your door.

"We don't have to if you don't want to." His gentle voice made you tense up and look up at him with shocked wide eyes.

"No, it's not that it's just... I don't like it in there anymore..."

He 'hmm'ed before slowly tugging on your hand, guiding you the opposite way and up the stairs.

You were almost about to ask where you were going, but as you stood outside a door that was overflowing with his scent you simply flushed.

His room.

An Alphas den.

"Do you want to come in?"

Did you? Your omega was nodding like crazy inside, clawing at you to let her get some Alpha comfort...

But did you want to? You, the part that wasn't an Omega?

If anything, you wanted some support too... Being isolated had not only wounded your omega, but your own psyche.

So you nodded and he smiled, pushing open his door and guiding you in.

The strength of the scent from the outside was nothing compared to the inside. It invaded your nose and made your eyes flutter shut, trusting the heterochromatic alpha who was still holding your hand.

Your pheromones were controlled and hidden by your collar, you had nothing to fear from him...

The scent that wrapped around you was warm and fresh and comforting.

Your omega was starting to perk up inside, her strength returning.

"Do you wanna sit or lie down?"

His question was answered by your hands squeezing his and pulling him to sit on the bed with you.

He seemed confused, especially when you nudged his shoulder to lay down and curled into his side with your head on his chest.

With your omega scent hidden, he probably didn't know what to do. He never seemed like the romantic cuddly type... his Alpha wasn't able to take over and tell him what to do.

"Hold me?" Your small voice came out as a pathetic whimper and he obliged, placing one hand on the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades, engulfing you in the warm cosy blanket of his scent and body.

But you wanted more. You couldn't read him with his scent collar on. It was like he was a ghost to your omega and your fingers moved on their own as they reached up to unclasp his collar, making him tense but he didn't move to stop you.

"Are you sure?"

His fresh scent rolled over you, tickling your nose and making your eyes roll back and close.

"Oh god yes..."

You could sense his confusion, his tension, but under it all happiness.

It felt so much better without his collar blocking him off from you... Unconsciously your fingers played with your own, catching his attention.

"Are you going to take yours off too?"

You hesitated and his own fingers played with the edges of your collar, his excitement starting to build in his scent. He wanted to have your scent free too...