The Alpha Can Wait

Chapter 2

What is this? My head, my head, my head!

I'm still kneeling on the ground holding my head, rocking back and forth. The cheering contiues without me. I pull on my cropped black hair, trying to stop the raging whistling only heard by me.

I believe.

'Mine'

My wolf calls out again.

What's mine? Why is it mine? Who is this mine?

'Mine'

'Mine'

'Mine'

"Please stop!" If someone can end this, please do.

I scream at the top of my lungs, desperate to stop the searing pain in my mind.

Never has my wolf been this pushy before towards something, and the feeling's all new.

Voices, I hear voices.

I open my eyes after squishing my face in pain, to the point of shutting them, and see a circle of people surrounding me.

"Back off! Get the hell back! Hana?!" Zara's voice pushes past the crowd until I see the flash of her red hair right next to me.

"Zara?" She might be able to understand the pain I'm dealing with.

"Hana I'm here okay? Hana? Hana!" I feel a shake on my shoulders and hear something fall to the floor.

Ah, Zara, my bestie. She has always been my go to gal pal within the Omegas. She's the daughter of the Johannasons, one of the Heads of Category family for the Omegas. The Heads of Categories are representatives for the three groups and each group has their own. They go and consult the Beta or Alpha with problems  that may go to the Elders.

My parents are just like them.

Zara has always been head strong and a defiant person. Her parents want her to become a doctor, but she'd rather join me in fighting alongside the betas and alphas. Her parents said that her choices were influenced by me, which isn't that off. I mean I did talk her to death about what betas and alphas do that we can't. So I can proudly say I'm the reason Zara isn't a doctor in-training. We have always been close, not as close as with Riley, but I'm glad she has stuck by me for so long.

I know I couldn't.

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"Hana, baby girl? " I make out my mother's voice, and open my eyes.

It's bright, too bright to adjust to quickly.

"Mom?" My mother gasps then wraps her thin strong arms around me.

"Oh sweetheart, we thought you were dead! Your father was so worried, but I phoned him to tell him that you just don't feel good. The doctor said it was probably Heat symptoms." She explains.

"So I'm in the hospital?"

It's really bright in  here. If Heaven is  like this, I'd hope there'd be curtains. 

"Yeah it's the hospital. You blacked out at the Inauguration of Leaders a couple of days ago, honey, so we brought you here. You can go home today if you are feeling well, but I think we should give it a day." 

I was out for that long?

"Okay, I would like to leave now."

"You can, but let's get the doctor to check you one last time. You aren't hurting anywhere? Like are you injured?"