Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

47. Try

You were dreaming.

You knew it.

100% this time, because you distinctly remember falling asleep on Shotos chest after your embarrassment and his fountain of apologies for letting his Alpha get the better of him.

Well, it was that and the fact everything was blurry and swaying.

It was as if you were in a purple void, floating weightlessly, waiting to wake up any moment and scurry off back to your room with your metaphorical and literal tail between your legs at your omegan lapse.

It wasn't as if you didn't enjoy it! Just... It felt wrong.

A slithering sound drew your attention away from your half conscious thoughts and you attempted to turn around to see what your subconscious had conjured, but were unable to.

You huffed and tried to kick your legs, but couldn't feel them.

You were floating and out of control of your actions... All you could do was listen and stare at the swirling mists surrounding you.

Until a voice came, soft and clear.

"Omega... Dear, sweet omega... How dare they even look at you..."

It wasn't a familiar voice... But still... You'd heard it before, hadn't you? Ever so briefly maybe...

A cold tingle went up your back, like a cool hand tracing your skin.

"After all... You're meant to be mine... My omega... My Phi."

Phi?

You went to speak, but found your lips were muffled. Fuzzy. Like the static on an old TV.

The voice chuckled and you scowled, trying with all your might to try look at him to no avail.

Who the hell is this creep?!

Why the fuck does he think you're his Phi of all things?!

You had to take a moment to remind yourself it was a dream. Just a dream. Nothing made sense in dreams...

"I know. I know, I hate this too... I can't even touch you like this, not really..." A cold sensation brushed across your cheek as a shadow came into view, piercing white eyes glowing in black mist.

The shape was fuzzy. You couldn't make out any distinct form but those curious white eyes that were level with your own.

"You're not as clear as before... You have an Alpha stink on you. No matter. None of it matters. It won't be long my Phi... I'll see you soon."

The shadow leaned forward as his eyes closed and you stared in blank confusion for a few moments before realising what he was trying to do...

He was trying to kiss your cheek, as if he had a mouth.

"Until then, my Phi."

With a startled gasp at how freezing cold his face felt, your eyes snapped open.

It was still dark, but you could move. You could feel. You had a mouth.

You took a moment to look around, seeing a slumbering Shoto beside you, completely oblivious to your nightmare.

You contemplated curling back up into his side and falling back to sleep, but you knew you had to get a grip. He wasn't your Alpha. He wasn't even your boyfriend.

He was, at most, a friend with benefits... And the small part inside you that was fine with that realisation only motivated you further to leave immediately.