My Little Omega

Chapter Fifteen: Xavier

I blink open my eyes to find sunlight streaming into my bedroom. It illuminates the beautiful girl laying next to me. I feel so lucky and honored to have her. She is currently snuggled up in my arms, her back pressed against my chest.

I lean forward and kiss her neck.

"Good morning, little one," I say to her.

She sighs in response, wiggling her ass right up against my dick. It immediately starts to get hard.

"Oh, so you're a tease now, are you?" I questioned. She giggles, eyes still closed.

After a few minutes of laying together peacefully, I got an idea. It seems that Lyla has fallen back asleep. I'm going to wake her up, in a very memorable way might I add.

Trying to not disturb her, I slide my hand around her hip to her lower stomach. After caressing the skin there, I move my hand lower, to her pussy.

I slide my fingers between her folds and find that they are covered in moisture. Gliding my fingers up, I reach her clit. Slowly, I begin to rub small circles around it.

Mixing between soft and heavy pressure on her clit, I notice that Lyla is starting to moan. She is still somewhat asleep, but it's good to know I can arouse her with just my touch.

I pick up the pace on her clit, working it with my fingertips. Suddenly, Lyla moans so loud she wakes herself up. I remove my hand from her pussy and bring my fingers to my lips. She turns and looks at me while I suck her juices off my fingers.

"That's one way to get my attention," she jokes.

She leans over and kisses me. She starts to get into it when I pull away.

"There's something I need to tell you," I say simply.

I've decided to tell Lyla that she is The Omega. After mating with her, I've made up my mind that she should know. The prophecy is about her after all. It's only fair that she's aware of it.

"My dad told me this prophecy when I was younger about a werewolf who would be the strongest warrior in all the packs. They would bring strength and peace to their pack, like an omega. They would be called The Omega, but they would also be in grave danger." I said. "The prophecy states that The Omega is destined to save all werewolf kind, or die trying."

I took a deep breath. "That day outside with the cubs, when your fur turned silver, that was because you were transitioning. Somehow, when the rogue attacked, it activated your powers." I continued. "Lyla, you're The Omega."

It took her a moment to process what I had just said. She took a beat, then responded, "Well obviously whatever danger is lurking for the werewolves, I have to try and stop it."

I scowled. She noticed and said," But you knew I was going to say that, right? That's why you kept this from me. You knew I would try and save everyone even if that meant that I die."

I shook my head yes. "I'm not ready to lose you Lyla, I only just found you. I love you so much. I can't live my life without you."

Lyla pulled away from me and got out of bed. She started to get dressed while saying, "I know that you love me, but that doesn't give you the right to keep this from me. It's my decision."

She started to leave the room. I sat up and reached for her hand. "Please don't leave Lyla. I can't stand the fact that you're upset with me," I said.

"I just need some time," she responded. "What you just told me is a lot. I need some space to figure it out."

With that she slipped out of my room. I laid back down in my bed and closed my eyes. What am I going to do?