An Omega

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THANK YOU for 400 reads. I'm just happy that I needed to post a chapter. I haven't been updating because I'm doing my internship now. But I'll try to frequentlty :)))

Erick Shaw's POV

One second we were okay and the next we're not.

We were just getting better. Why was everything so difficult?

Damn son, I sound like a girl.

I was still lying down on the hospital bed, the doctor checked that I was fine- for now. But, not having Cara around makes me feel like I've lost a piece of me.

Literally 'LOL' she is.

Knock, knock.

Before I could reply my mom and dad came bursting through the doors. They engulfed me in a bear hug suffocating me.

"M-ooomm" I managed to squeked her name and she lets go. "I'm sorry, I was just so happy when Cara told me you're awake and there is nothing to worry about"she sighed in relief. "You've lost a few good pounds- again. You've gotten thinner. You should eat" dad said with a worried frown.

"But I'm not-"

I stopped when the delicious smell of medium rare steak was brought in front of me. My stomach growled in protest to what I just said. "Bon apetite?" I tried to muster my best innocent smile.

An hour later I was too full that I couldn't get up. Mom's cooking are the best especially when you're sad and you need some loving. When the doctor looked at my appetite and health he let me went back. It felt like forever since I was home.

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Two days passed. Cara was not around and neither were Jack and Tyler. School seems dull without Cara. My friends were there but they knew that I was a bit off that Cara wasn't present at the moment.

"You have to eat... Erick" Ella told me. She cooked for me roasted black pepper chicken with mashed potato and wedges with cheese. I knew Ella had a crush on me, but I have to turn a blind eye on it. My friendship with her means a lot more. I guess this kind of thing does happen when that moment you have a crush on one of your friends.

Going back home felt like a drag. I plopped down on the sofa at the pack house. Chores... why did I sit down first before doing them? I'm never getting up like this. I groaned, rubbing my face with my hands. Standing up I fell down onto the chai.

The familiar smell of strawberry filled my nose that perks up my senses.

"Cara?" I looked up at her. She looked like she'd lost a lot of sleep. "Where have you been?" she didn't answer me- instead she answered with a another one.

"Get up"

"What?"

"Get. Up"

I'm pretty sure I looked dumbfounded so I just stood up. Processing this isn't easy. Not when you're in a crisis then suddenly your mate went missing then 'poof' here she is again. "You wanted to be stronger, physically and mentally before you would allow yourself to mark me. Personally I don't mind if you're the way you are right now forever but I have to respect your descision. In fact I understand it. That's why I won't let you mark me until you're worthy" she said almost heroic.

"But there is something else" an evil smirk played on her lips. "You're gonna have trainers lover boy. Only the best of the best".

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My jaw almost dropped at the sight. You know the the gym we had for the wolves' training; a quarter of it became my fucking private gym. Let me tell you something, I don't know a fuck about what the machine does; I'm just hands down impressed.