Omega's Revenge

Unrevealed Perspective

A shuffling of feet echo down the hallway. Aubry starts to get cocky. I can see the naked man's eyes cloud over. I figure he is talking to her. She moves herself to sit on the cot, and she straightens herself.

'I hope you have enjoyed your stay..'

I extend an arm and roll my wrist, not taking my eyes off the naked man. I appreciate his body and veiny deep v. The muscles in his arms flex as he crosses his arms over his chest. Even the muscles in his quads move in beautiful symmetry. My wolf rolls her eyes and brings my attention to the addition to the party.

Someone hands him a pair of shorts. A noise like a child's whine passes through my lips as the large appendage is covered. No one makes any reaction to it. If they noticed it, they are really smart not bringing any attention because the big ole boy is still pretty riled up.

'Sure, Aubry, the stay has been great.' I reply cutting off whatever she must add. The garbage coming off her body has filled the small area and I am tired of dragging this out past it needs to.

'You will be staying her permanently..' she laughs when the addition, in a hooded cloak, makes their appearance.

'Alpha,' says the oddly childish voice, 'how may I serve you?'

Our hooded guest drops her hood, exposing silver hair and pointy ears. All he does is point. Her red eyes land on me, and I meet her gaze evenly.

'Let's skip the into, shall we?' My voice bright and friendly. 'I know you come from Elden Hills. You know, Sexy Vees, I didn't know you were an idiot, too.'

Without waiting for a response, I reach out with an empty hand, palm facing the elf. My hand closes, and my power constricts around her. Squeezing and squeezing until there is an audible pop besides her panted breathing. I pull her though the cell bars. With my other hand, I kick Audry off the cot, slamming her into the bars. She screams as the silver burns her.

The elf is deposited on the cot, and I slide Aubry out of the wolves' grasp. 'Nice of you, elf, to join my party.'

I see the silver band around her neck. Her eyes are wide as she struggles to breathe properly after me cracking several ribs. I have something close to sympathy in my eyes as I speak to her in her native tongue. How long have you been contracted to mutts?

Five hundred years, she gasps out her eyes closing tightly against the pain.

Do you want to be free? I ask easily.

Her eyes open wide again. Nothing can break a contract. No matter –

I pull the silver binding away from her neck and incinerate it on the spot. To let Aubry know I have not forgotten her, I toss the ashes at her like confetti.

Not waiting for the elf's permission, I place my hands on her torse through her clothing and hum a healing incantation from her homeland. She is shocked at hearing from someone outside of her race. At her expression, I give her a wink. You're better now. And no longer have to answer the command of mutts. I look down at her again. I do ask you not to do anything stupid. I will not hesitate to kill you along with this queen of mutts.

You are not after the whole pack? she probes, probably for the un-naked man.

I chuckle. No, just this bitch. She owes me back pay.

The elf looks at the bars and moves to get on her knees. It is customary for elves of Elden Hill, they are the oldest of the species and keep very strict customs, to thank someone for every action. Since I have saved her life, physically and contractually, she is giving me the deepest thank you – worship. She is on her knees, bowing three times. Each time her head hits the cell floor. From the inside of her cloak, she produces a small blade, probably something she was going to attack with and cuts a few strands of hair.

Ignoring Audry and the other wolves' yells, she binds herself to me placing the strand in my own hair. After this she says, You have freed me, sir. I am forever grateful. Shall you need me, I will be at your call.

How do I call you? I smirk, my eyes flickering to the angry wolves. The big boy is beside himself. His dark aura causing everyone except the elf and I to submit. Aubry cries out in pain.

Thelria is my name.

I nod. You will not make it out of here alive. Allow me to help you once more.

I grab the crying wolf again by the top of head. She curses me and tells me her "mate" will rip my limbs apart.

'Ah, shhh, darling, Aubry,' I soothe mockingly. 'You can let him try. But we both will miss out on the view.'

I take the closest hand and force her to partially shift. Her large wolf claws extend. She tries to swipe at me, and she does get me across the face. My wolf presses forward and jerks her harder toward the cell wall. She screams, not wanting to be burnt, but we stop short and I bring her claw to my mouth and sink my teeth into her palm.

She screams out again causing the alpha to roar in rage. His aura flattens all around him. I can feel his wolf staring me down, burning holes in the back of my head. Ignoring him, I smear the blood of her palm on the surface of the cell wall in the shape of a door.

Where do you want to go? I ask, turning to her at my side.

Trendon Marsh, she replies. I nod and pass her though the door. With a smirk, I hope she liked Willow Swamp. She may have bound herself to me, but I did not fully trust she was not filial to the wolves after five hundred years.

I toss Aubry, who was still in my grasp, on the cot and shake out my arm. 'You are as fat as a cow,' I announce and turn the downed chair to normal, taking a seat and crossing one leg over the other.

She gathers herself like before, legs gathered under her and back straight. Her hands gather the end of her shirt, and she uses it to wipe her face, smudging the eye makeup into nasty streaks around her face. Not that she should care about that now, anyhow.

Aubry takes a steadying breath and runs a shaky hand through her hair, trying to calm herself. Her pregnancy pheromones are filling the cell. No doubt to calm Nugget the Mega-wolf. They are only causing me to become nauseous and my hatred to grow. My own aura starts to extend and crackle. She whimpers and quickly stops sending them out.

Her eyes narrow, finding her pride. Maybe something going on in the secret couple conversation. She really finds me to be an idiot not knowing when they are linking each other. She sits up a little straighter and clutches her belly again.

'What the fuck do you want with me, Kearney?' she spits. My name on her tongue holds so much hatred.