The Lonely Life Of An Omega (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

At first I practically want to hug Hunter but then I remember there's a injured girl on the ground beside us because of him and I restrain myself. I debate telling him what I am but I can't take the chance, at least not until I'm completely sure it's not a trick. While I stay deep in thought, he continues to stare at me with those glowing, green eyes and I look away as he steps closer. I grow uneasy as the silence continues on until he finally speaks "Well are you going to say something?" Hunter asks trying to get me to look at him, but I won't meet his piercing gaze. "I don't know what I could possibly say that could make the situation any better." I mumble. "You could start with asking me if I was crazy or how this was even happening? Anything is better than nothing!" He says turning my shoulders so I'm forced to meet his eyes. "I don't think your crazy." I say confidently because I know I, myself passed the point of crazy months ago. "Are you scared." He asks. "Listen to my heartbeat do I sound scared to you." I say stepping so close to him, he's forced to back pedal into the wall behind him. He opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by the sound of the door to the club opening into the alley. I watch Britney step out into the night but before I can get her attention, Hunter grabs me around the waist and lifts me around the corner. "What the..." I go to say but he clamps his hand down on my mouth before I can finish. "Shut up." He demands but I don't listen pulling his hand away. "It's ok it's just Britney, she's harmless." I reassure him. "Are you sure about that." He says and I peek around the corner to get a better look.

At first Britney just stands out in the street texting, nothing out of the ordinary for her. But after a while she stops when she hears grunting from the girl we had left lying out in the open, as she drains of blood. Britney eventually finds the girl but stays surprisingly calm as she dials a number on her phone, that I'm assuming is 911. I hear a male voice answer but its nearly impossible to make out anything over the sound of Hunters quickened heartbeat. "Yes I found Lisa but she left her in pretty bad condition, so you'd better get here fast." She says identifying the girl. I know I probably should have clued in on what Britney was up to at this point, but there was just to much going on tonight to process everything. "Yes she got away from me." She says and I hear arguing coming from the other line. "Yes, yes I'm very sorry, I promise I won't let Lucy out of my sight again." She begs for forgiveness, then after giving a quick mumble of agreement the call ends.

We wait for the sound of Britney's retreat before moving away from behind the trashcans. This is finally my chance to learn more about how Hunter came to be and why he reacted so negatively to Britney in such a primal way. "What was that about, who was she talking to?" I say a little to demanding with my tone. "Not here!" He says darkly, pushing me towards his car. "Wait what about the girl?" I ask. "You heard Britney there will be reinforcements to come get her soon, she should be relatively fine." He says motioning for me to keep moving but I make no move in his direction as my eyes wander between his car and the girl. "Either you come with me or wait here for whoever was on the other side of that call, and something tells me they won't be in the same mood to chat as I was." He says and I know he's right but I take a step away from him anyways. This action causes him to sigh like he's tired of fighting a battle he wasn't winning. "Lucy I don't get it I trusted you with the biggest secret of my life, yet you can't return the favor and trust me just this once?" He says but the word trust makes me flinch farther into the alley. He stalks towards me cautiously as if one sudden move could send me flying for cover, and at this point I wouldn't put it past myself. He keeps coming though, causing me to hide deeper in the dark but he grabs my hand before I can get away from him. "Why can't you trust me? Can't you see I'm trying to keep you safe?" He says and I'm thrown back by his response. Why would he want to protect a girl he just met, let alone tell her his deep, dark secret? What happens in the next few second surprises even Hunter as he closes in on what little space was left in between me and him.

He leans in and suddenly I'm seeing moments into the future and I know what's coming next. My body wants him closer but my brain is screaming for him to back way. "NO DON'T!" A voice pierces through my mind but its not mine. The sound sends waves of pain jolting around in my head and suddenly as if I'm not even controlling myself, my feet back pelt away from Hunter and run through the nearest gap towards the street. Hunter tries to catch up but whatever has taken over me is running at full werewolf speed and there's no way a car could barely keep up. I try to gain control of myself but its like I'm being controlled by someone that just wants to keep running. But running to where, was my question and for how long until my legs finally give out on me.

The bright sun shines into my face as the sudden warmth jolts me awake. But that's not the only reason why I'm startled. I look around at the dark trees of a unknown forest, the place where I slept last night. The thought of running until I finally collapsed was unsettling but not as much as what had compelled me to do so in the first place. Something about Hunter almost made my body go into defense mode but the familiar voice that told me to back off wasn't my own, yet it had the power to control me completely. Was that a normal thing for newly bitten werewolves or was it just another perk of the endless list for being different? Maybe if I could just learn to trust Hunter he could help me learn how to control this more and then things like this would never have to happen again. "Don't!" The voice warned weakly, sparking barely a headache compared to the pain the shook my head last night. Was I seriously hearing voices now? Had it come to the point were I was better off locked in a room somewhere in a straight jacket. I started walking back towards civilization even though it felt like I was never going to get back to normal, not after this.