My Omega

Chapter 2

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BTW:  Harry's Thoughts are italics and Kayla's Thoughts are bold italics

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Previously on My Omega: 

I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to barge into this conversation before Haley embarrasses me...again. My wolf was going mad! I threw all the stuff that I was holding onto the counter and walked right into the room; cutting off Haley’s words. Right as I walked in, I scanned the room and stopped abruptly when my eyes fell upon the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. She was wearing blue shorts, a racerback tee, and gray vans. She was thin but she had curves; she also looked very fragile, even though she had a rugged look to her. Her fair light skin complimented her chestnut brown hair that faded into blonde as it waved and curled over her shoulder and way past her chest to a spot right above her stomach. Her eyes looked like they were colored by the sea itself, they had a yellow tint and a navy ring. She had several bracelets and wore a few rings that stopped half way on her thin fingers. She wore a wire necklace that was made to spell the name ‘Kayla.’ That was the girl that everyone in the family is so friendly with, that was the girl who was the double, that was the girl with the indescribable eyes. That was the girl with the scent that my wolf craved so much. This is the girl I was bound to be with for the rest of my life. This is my mate.

“Holy Shit,” Daniel was astonished.

I stared at the blue eyed girl for what seemed like hours, “come with me,” I grabbed her by hand and pulled her into the bathroom. Sparks shot up my arms and through out my body, giving me chills. I shut the door right behind her and stared into her bottomless eyes. One of the perks of being a wolf is that you can read your mate’s thoughts. 

This cannot be happening! It’s a dream! I don’t even know his name!

“Well, this is not a dream. This is reality and by the way, the name’s Harry, Harry Styles, Beautiful.” She blushed slightly at my comment. As I walked closer she backed up and ended up hitting the door. She had the most confused look on her face as if I read her thoughts. Which I did.  She’s so cute. My wolf was ecstatic with this random amount of confidence I had. I put my arms on the sides of the door, caging her inside. I leaned in hoping to press my lips to her soft, pink, plump ones. Her hand pressed against my chest attempting to push my away. I cocked my head at her and waited a good 3 seconds before leaning again.

“Harry, s-stop.” 

I arched my brow, hmmm that’s not a reaction I expected. “Alright, how about a different approach.” I immediately pressed my body against her and started trailing tiny kisses along her jaw line and down her neck. 

“No,” she pushed me back even harder. 

I gave her the puppy dog look; I knew this wouldn’t fail. 

“The puppy dogface doesn’t work on me, Curly.” Well, then.

“Hmm, feisty today aren’t me,” I leaned in for the third time.

“Ugh, you’re impulsive!” she pushed me back. My wolf snarled and it was definitely loud enough to scare her. Her eyes widened, she turned, and tried to open the door. My wolf speed closed it shut. Her whole body shook and prepared for some sort of impact. I caught my breath and observed what the hell just happened. My hand was raised. What have I done?