Alpha Erebon

Chapter 8

Sabrina's POV

I've put Alice and Noah in their beds. They're tucked away in warm blankets with a nightlight on. They whisper to each other about daycare while I go to my room, leaving the door open. I tuck myself in bed and I call Erebon to say goodnight. It'll be early for him, 8.30pm, so it's a good time to call.

When the phone starts to ring, I assume he'll let it ring out after I was quite cold to him... and after he left without a goodbye earlier... however, Erebon answers halfway through the first ringtone.

"Sabrina?" Erebon's calming voice somehow makes my name sound precious or something.

"Hello, Erebon," I speak joyfully back, "I have an update on the jams..." he doesn't say anything, almost like he expected me to say something else, so I continue quickly, "Tomorrow is Saturday, so maybe I can visit you this time in the morning? I have a surprise for you and Orpheus."

"What jam is it?" Erebon asks.

"I said it's a surprise."

"Alright. You're welcome over anytime, no announcement needed," Erebon low-key scolds me, "You're one of us, you don't need permission to enter the packhouse. Tell me, how are you feeling after we...? And how are the girls settling in?"

"Alice and Noah are better than ever. In their own beds for the first time, snug and warm, they don't even ask about... him – it's like he never existed," I whisper this part, "I guess because he never... he never did anything for them. He ignored them. Their own father."

"At least it won't burden them to have him absent," Erebon growls a little louder, "How are you feeling, Sabrina? Did what we did subdue your omega's heat, or not?"

I wince, as I realise I completely avoided his question about us – and about my wolf's health.

"Yes, b-but it's not just heat, it's the mating instinct, the emotional side –" I've blurted it out before I can think twice about it, "I mean – I mean, no, I meant –"

"No, sweety. You meant what you said. The emotional side... the emotional ties," Erebon bites on that, "Sabrina... be honest... do you like me... or not?" Erebon suddenly goes from growly and stern to vulnerable and open.

"Oh, Erebon... there's nothing about you that I don't like," I answer awkwardly, hiding further under my blanket as I feel embarrassed by my own shyness, "I'm just being careful with myself, Alpha."

"If dying without me, is what being careful with yourself looks like – I need you to think a bit harder about that. Do you think you will wake up in the morning?"

"Yes," I hiss now, "Oh, for goodness sake, Erebon, I'm weak but I'm not that weak!"

"You were absolutely that weak until we fucked – and then the loneliness went away, didn't it?" Erebon is back on my ass again.

"Yes," I mumble, "Correct."

"I care about you, Sabrina – I also have to work out how to navigate what you want. You just admitted to me you need emotional bonding, whether you wanted to say it out loud or not, that confirms to me you need a partner. The last thing I want is to force the remedy onto you. You understand how awkward this is – you'll die if you don't get yourself together and be brave for me, alright?" I say nothing, my omega prowls closer in my mind, sitting and listening intently to our Alpha, "Sabrina?" Erebon asks.

"The thing you're missing here – you're a Greywood. Erebon. Don't you understand? Goodnight," I hang up on him, shoving the phone away from me.

Mistake, my omega growls at me, why would you do that?

How is it a mistake, I told him the truth, it's exactly what's worrying me –