I'm grateful, really I am but it feels as if I am being confined to the house. Each family in my pack has their own house. I stay with the alpha and his son, Victor, the next alpha. His son is a little older than me. I don't have parents but the alpha and Luna accepted me as their own.
"Abel, play with me" Victor whined while clinging on to my hips. I raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.
"You're 20 shouldn't you be doing something useful?" To my response he gasped and gripped his shirt in pretend hurt.
"But it's all so boring."
"I don't care. I'm taking a walk don't tell father, he'll freak." He pouted but let me go. Its been so long since I've been on a walk in the woods. Father, the alpha, never lets me out. He fears that a rogue will find me and attack and because I'm weak I wouldn't be able to fight back.
Once I got to a clearing that had some rocks that I could sit down on I stopped. It was quiet, it was odd but I brushed it off and started to drift off while looking up and the clouds. I was nearly asleep when I heard rustling in the bushes on the edge of the clearing.
There was a wolf, a big one. It was dark grey and a chocolate brown color. The eyes were misty gold. The closer it came the stronger the sent it gave off seemed to be. My eyes widened as I realized this wolf was my mate. I knew it was male by his musky sent mixed with traces of cinnamon it gave off. He nuzzled my neck and I could feel him take in my smell. He suddenly shifted unashamed of his lack of clothing, and just dragged me on his lap and held me but he never stopped sniffing my neck and face.
"Mine, mate." His voice sounded rough and husky, as if he hadn't spoke in a while. Also his speech was very forced and clunky.
"Yes, mate" I said back to him, my voice was soft as if I was afraid he would get scared. My face was buried in the crook of his neck because I couldn't help but want to be engulfed by his sent. He was tan and had chocolate brown hair along with a slight stubble. He was significantly taller and way more muscular than my 5'4 height and feminine body.
He interrupted the silence by saying "Name." It was more of a statement than a question but it didn't bother me.
"My name is Abel, what is yours?" I spoke in a soft voice once again.
"Colin" He seemed to hesitate with his answer as if he was trying to recall his own name.
"Colin I need to go" I reluctantly said after some time had passed. His grip tightened on my body.
"No my mate" This caused me to sigh.
"Yes I am yours but I need to leave. I'll come back tomorrow." I tried to negotiate with him.
"Promise?" I nodded my head. He let me go and we both stood up. He was taller than I thought he was, he looked to be about 6'6 and in his 20's. He licked my cheek and shifted back to his wolf and ran back to the forest. I felt my face heat up but no matter how badly I wanted to go after him I needed to get home before father found out I was gone.
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Primal Mate
Werewolf(if this is like another story tell me, I don't like to copy. Even though I thought of it, I'm unoriginal) Abel is a omega, however he is not abused by his pack. In fact its quite the opposite. The pack that he is in, called the River-rock pack, is...