The Last Alpha

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

The following night Emma was awoken suddenly, her heart pounding in her chest as she looked around the room. Regina was sound asleep, her arms and legs tangled in Emma's, her usual smile plastered on her face. She listened intently for signs that the kids needed her attention, hearing nothing but silence, but felt driven to check for herself before going back to sleep. She carefully crept out of bed and made her rounds through the house, finding two sound asleep children. She glanced at the clock in Henry's room, and noted that it read three-fifteen in the morning, before closing the door and making her way back to bed.

She could smell it the moment she entered their room. The familiar scent of lilacs. It was faint, but it was there, clear as day. She smiled as she climbed back into bed and into Regina's arms, inhaling the sweet smell of lilacs radiating from her Wife's skin, when she suddenly remembered Why she could smell Regina's Wolf scent while in her Human form. Emma was peaking.

Except, Emma wasn't in heat.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Regina whispered, half asleep, when she sensed Emma was awake.

"I can smell you." Emma said, confusion in her voice.

"What do you mean?" Regina asked, fully now awake.

"Like smell you smell you. Like when I'm peaking. But I'm not in heat." Emma explained. "Unless...am I?" She asked.

"No. I can't smell you. Everything is as it normally is." Regina said, her face reading just as confused as Emma's.

"Then why do I smell lilacs all of a sudden?" Emma asked. "Not that I'm complaining." Emma smiled.

"Maybe it's just a residual scent from Wolf's Time." Regina said, wrapping her arms around Emma, pulling her close. "Go back to sleep." She whispered, as her eyes slowly closed, her forehead pressed against Emma's.

Emma fell asleep quickly, the scent of lilacs filling her senses.

The scent was still there the following morning, but was quickly forgotten as they went through their usual morning routine, getting themselves up and showered and dressed, while making sure both kids were dressed and ready for school, before heading to the kitchen to have a quick breakfast before work and school.

"Is there a candle lit somewhere?" Henry asked, as he sat at the kitchen table next to his sister, digging into his bowl of cereal.

"No, why?" Emma said, eating her own cereal quickly, taking sips of coffee in between bites.

"It smells like flowers in here." Henry said, shoveling cereal into his mouth.

"I don't smell anything, Henry." Hope said, in between bites.

"Umm...maybe we used too much shampoo this morning." Emma said, her eyes wide with shock, as she looked over at Regina, who's face matched her own.

Luckily the topic was quickly forgotten, as they ate breakfast, before making their way out the door to start their day. They drove off in separate directions, as Emma went to drop both kids off at school while Regina made her way to her office to get an early start to her day. The first item on the agenda, try to find out why Emma could smell her without peaking. She searched all the resources she had access to in her office but found nothing, and after an hour she decided she needed to abandon the search for her Mayoral duties and focus on the work that was beginning to pile up. She would continue the research at home, where she had older volumes of information pertaining to Wolf anatomy.

Around three o'clock, an hour after she left Emma after their usual lunch meeting, she started to feel a strange tingling sensation in her pants. She looked down to discover a large bulge in her lap. Panicking, she ran into her private bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind her. Closing the lid to the toilet, she pulled down her pants, releasing her large erection, feeling slightly relieved as the pressure of her tight pants was causing slight pain. She slowly started stroking her erection, closing her eyes, as she pictured Emma, imaging the way she felt underneath her, the feeling of their breasts pressing against each other, the way her fingers felt as she fingered her into oblivion. She was so wrapped up in her fantasy that she didn't realize she had started fingering herself as well as stroking her penis until she felt her slick pooling in her hand. She moaned slightly as she brought herself to a very small and unsatisfying orgasm, her penis growing flaccid in her hand. Relieved, she cleaned herself up and washed her hands, returning to her desk, diving back into her work.