Love For Life

Fiat Theerapanyakul

“No Alpha, it's an omega Child and he’s been crying non stop ever since we found him. He is not from our pack Alpha '', Arm said, concerned about filling his voice. Well, now that’s a new thing. An omega child roaming alone that too on the north East side of the Pack.
“Let's go, Uncle we will continue this tomorrow”, I was about to Drag Arm but he stopped me.
“No Alpha, we brought the Kid here, Por is bringing him”, Arm said When I gave him a questioning Look.
“Meeting is Adjourned today, Let's discuss this first thing tomorrow Uncle Khae. No more discussion”, With that everyone cleared the meeting room only left with Arm, Uncle Khaet and Me. After a few seconds, we heard a slow wailing sound from the corridor. As time passed the wailing became louder and Louder. Then I saw Pol walking in with a small bundle in his hands. A satin red cloth wrapped around the child in his arms. He was wearing headphones as if trying to block the noise.
“Why is he crying this much, what did you guys do to him?”Uncle Kaet asked Pol and Arm trying to take a look at the child.
“We haven't done anything since we found him on the border side”, Arm replied, raising both his arms in surrender.
“Why didn’t you take him to the infirmary then”, Uncle Khaet asked him, still looking at the bundle in pol's arm.
“We did, because he started crying more, that’s why we brought him here”, Pol now answered with concern filling his voice.

“Give him to me”, I said, going near Pol. The wail started reducing after listening to Kinn's voice as if it did some magic. Both Arm and Pol looked at me with visible shock on their faces.
“First you shouldn’t wrap him like this he might get suffocated”, I slowly removed the cloth covering his face meeting with deep ocean blue eyes, and one second it took me back to seven years ago when I first met Porche, the same ocean Blue eyes. God, what is happening around here? I stood still making eye contact with those mesmerizing cute little yes.
“Pol..”, I stuttered.
“Yes, first we thought it could be Porche’s and your child since he has the same lavender scent as yours, but he looks like a four-year-old child. There could be no possibility for that Master Kinn '', Pol replied looking at Kinn but Kinn’s eyes were fixed on the bundle. The Wailing has stopped but something else has started.
The Kid started wriggling out of Pol's arms showing his arms as if asking for Kinn to pick him up. God, how much I wanted him not to be Porsche's kid.