ΩMEGA

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Yk before Bridger decided to be dramatic and leave early, I was actually gonna write a scene where he and Kian were having phone sex and it was really hot but I guess that's out the window now :( damnit Bridger 😒

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Kian

"Is everything okay?"

I flinch and look up at Marquise. I'm sitting on a giant rock that's stuck deep in the ground just before grass meets the sand. It's still dark outside as it's a little after four in the morning. If Bridger is truly on his way, he probably still has four more hours to drive. I had been sitting on the front porch of the the pack house to wait for him. But then...my thoughts got scary and the sound of the waves drew me out here.

"I'm waiting for Bridger," I answer as I stare off at the moonlit ocean, "he's on his way."

If I listen hard enough, sometimes I think I can hear very distant singing and high pitched noises coming from inside the ocean. Maybe the Meri sing at night the way wolves howl at the moon.

"That is excellent!" Marquise says, "why so solemn then? And...why here?"

I shrug and pull my legs closer my chest. I can feel my belly bump against my thighs.

"I feel bad for asking him to come," I confess, "I shouldn't have."

"Well, it's too late to tell him otherwise now," Marquise says with a sigh.

I finally look at him. He's wearing a white silky-looking hat on his head that covers his hair and ties in a cute bow in the front as well as a white pajama outfit with black trimming. The black is the first other color I've seen on him besides green and gold. All of his jewelry is gone besides the green ring and a gold band.

"May I sit?" he asks. I nod and he pulls a pillow out of thin air before climbing on the rock to sit. A cup of tea appears in his hand.

"I love the coast," he says, "I love being where it's warm, the beach is amazing, I love the smell of the salt water and the sounds the waves make. It's simply beautiful. Plus, the sun makes my skin look gorgeous."

His skin really is nice and when he stood in the sunlight, it seemed as though it glowed. But even now he has a slight glow around his entire body so maybe that's just an angel thing; it's like a very low ring around his body that stands out more at night than in the day. The light around him pulses ever so slightly and I find myself in trance as I stare at it for a second.

"Where do you live?" I ask. I hope he doesn't find the question weird. It's not like I have the means to stalk him.

"Hesana - it's a village in Sephael," he answers, "But Hesana isn't near a beach."

I don't really feel like talking so I just hum and settle against the nook in the rock I found. Marquise doesn't seem to be offended as he silently sips his tea and stares off into the darkness.

I listen to the waves and the distant singing. The night sky has bright stars and the moon is slowly trying to become whole again. The moon's silver glow reflects off of the black waves, making them shimmer as they roll over each other and sneak onto the darkened shore.

The sounds along with the slight breeze helps all my racing thoughts come to a halt. Now I can organize them and figure out what exactly I need to do. I know I probably shouldn't have called Bridger since Bridger is dealing with his own pack issues, but like Marquise said, it's too late to tell him not to come. Now I have to tell him that I'm pregnant which is definitely the most important matter right now. But tomorrow - no today - I have to get ready to meet The Lords too which is also very important.