Guarding Omega

16

Pain, agony and anger. Those were the feelings flooding Wayne's body. As he was in his study - looking at his plans for the initiative to gradually transform the pack from illegal business-oriented to purely agricultural trading - he felt a wave of sudden stress and panic squeezing like a giant hand at his heart. But he was not feeling panicked. There was no issue to cause him such a tremendous amount of dread. Could it be...

Ivory?

Opening the door just in time not to go through it, Wayne stormed outside running to the next room - where Daniel and Lola had temporarily set an examination room - and opened the door without bother knocking. Two sets of eyes fixed on him the moment he stepped in.

"Something's wrong. Ivory" is the only words left his mouth. Lola rushes, straightening as she pushes back her chair and runs towards Wayne, both exiting the room and heading to Wayne's bedroom.

The door of his bedroom literary flies open as they both come in. A brief scan around shows no one in the bedroom but the terrifying sounds of gasps and erratic heartbeat are coming from the bathroom. Lola goes in first without a second thought. Wayne makes a step but stops, his chest heaving hard. He hears Lola's voice guiding Ivory. She cannot breathe. Wayne wants to help but it's like the whirlwind of feelings occupying Ivory has a hold of him as well.

He had never felt so lost, so broken, and so scarred in his life so far. He was standing, trying to gain control as his mate's connection was crushing him. Soon Ivory's breathing easied back to normal and Wayne's too. The sound of sobs scratched his ears. Pain. How much pain she'd suffered under the ruthless ruling of the Moon river pack? How back her torture goes?

Taking a small step forward, Wayne got surprised himself. His strides were always powerful, and determined. Never hesitant. He was marching, like a true Alpha, not a scarred pup. His steps brought him closer to the bathroom's door frame. He watched Ivory's back - barely covered by the towel wrapped around her, a nasty patch of wounds.

Pain spreads across his chest. Which sadistic creature was responsible for this? Why Ivory was feeling like this now? Did the memories of her suffering come back to haunt her? He wouldn't allow it. He will put an end. An inner promise he made to her since he first saw her. Before he knows she's his mate.

However, the feeling of pain quickly switched to something else. Wayne's nostrils dilated, taking more air. The blood was pumping harder and faster in his veins, spreading a light burning from the inside occupying every cell of his body. His palms turned to tight fists, his knuckles turning white from the grip. Anger was rising like a river of lava. The urge to have the one responsible for this in front of him and give a taste of his fists to that bastard was overwhelming.

"We've got you." Lola's voice brings him back from his mental vengeance thoughts. Wayne moves closer. Ivory's body starts shaking. She's cold?

Lola nods at him while holding Ivory to stabilise her. Another step closer. Now he's a stride away. Her scent caresses him, igniting his heart.

"I need to bring her clothes. She's freezing. Take off your shirt and hold her. There's nothing around here to keep her warm." Lola spits annoyed. They were wolves, there was no need to have a blanket or something. Their body temperature was higher. Though Ivory is trembling from the cold, regardless of her being a wolf too." The transfer of body heat was a trick that would work until she was in a better condition to be thoroughly tested.

Taking off his shirt, he tosses it on the floor while with a long stride, he covers the distance. Lola slowly detaches Ivory - still wrapped around her towel - to Wayne. It's a moment he both hates and loves. He knows it. Having so much physical contact with your mate without being fully mated could drive the wolf crazy.

Wayne placed one arm around her shoulders and the other at the small of her back, holding Ivory firmly. The moment his skin comes into touch with hers, his heartbeat runs wild. With soft and careful movements, he brings her body closer.

"Wrap your arms around me." he whispers close to her ear.

She freezes for a moment. He feels the tension in her body. She was not used to being touched with such tenderness and care. The next few seconds seem endless. Wayne holds his breath. Did he say something inappropriate and scarred her? Finally, she spreads her arms, wrapping them around his waist and resting on his back.

Wayne wished for time to stop and for this moment to expand indefinitely. Warmth filled his chest and their heartbeats matched pace. That moment, being in each other's arms was a taste of heaven and Wayne wished for more of these moments. He wished to give only happiness to Ivory and love and affection. He wished for her to be standing beside him, proud Luna of the Silver spear pack. Lead with him a new era.

Something shifted tightly in his pants and Wayne prayed Ivory didn't notice it. His wolf was restless. Is she knew the effect she's having on him... mind and body ready to be surrendered to her. He kept his eyes up but the tickling sensation where his skin was connecting with hers was tempting him to look at her.

And so he did.

First, he sees her head, gently resting on his bare chest. His heartbeat increases. Then his eyes fall on her luscious breasts, moving along with her breathing. That was it. The bulge between his thighs grew painfully tight and Wayne averted his gaze up again, trying to think of anything else to distract his arousal.

Goddess, have mercy on me.