The Stray Omega

I'm Scared

"Alpha? Can you hear me?" Scott slowly opened his eyes and saw a light shining in his face. He could feel himself moving but he didn't know what it was that was transporting him. A large blanket was thrown over his lower half and he tried to close his eyes.

"Sir, we're going to need you to stay with us just until we get to the hospital. Can you do that for us?" The distance voice said, Scott doing his best to follow the order.

"My Omega..." Scott gasped, his voice raspy. "Where is he?..."

"I'm sure he's fine, Alpha. Don't worry about that now." Scott felt his conscious slipping away from him and he did his absolute best to stay awake but couldn't help it when his head tilted back and all he could see and feel was nothing.

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"Has anything tragic happened in the past couple weeks or days to trigger this transformation?"

"It's not my place to tell but yes."

"I understand sir, but as his doctor I need to know the root of this problem so we can fix this and make sure it won't happen again."

"Beta, like I said, it's not my place to tell."

"Alpha, with all due respect, this Savage killed at least five deer and a bear in just one night. Imagine what'd he do next if he were to attack actual people."

"He and his Omega got into a fight. Took a break from each other for a bit."

"Was the Alpha alone?"

"Yes. He said he'd do fine at home by himself so he left him."

Scott blinked his eyes open, letting his head tilt side to side to take in his surroundings. He smelt his Omega nearby and whimpered, alerting the two people in the room with him.

"Hey, Scott. You're awake." Scott looked up and his blurred vision cleared up, Avi was standing next to him. "Damn, you look awful..."

"What happened?" Scott asked. The doctor came around and elevated Scott's bed so he was sitting up. "D-Did I kill someone?"

"You went Savage, Scott. You killed a few deer and a bear. I knew you were tough but damn." Scott went to reply but was interrupted by a knock on the door. It opened and he felt his chest tighten when Mitch walked inside, a tiny bouquet of flowers in his hands.

"Mitch, you can't be in here right now." Avi said but Mitch ignored him and stood by Scott's bed. The doctor had left, leaving the three alone.

"Mitch... I-I'm sorry." Scott said quickly. "I don't know what going on. I don't remember anything..."

Mitch grabbed Scott's hand as his voice cracked and tears filled his dull, dark eyes.

"I don't know what to do... I'm scared..." Avi's eyebrows furrowed in pity and he went to the other side of Scott's bed.

"Alpha... It's okay, you don't have to explain yourself."

Scott turned to Avi and weakly reached up to grab his shirt. "Avi.. I-If I were to go Savage again... A-And I attack you, Mitch or even the babies..."

"Scott-"

"Avi, please. Don't hesitant to kill me." Scott whispered, feeling Mitch squeeze his other hand. "I-I don't want to hurt anyone but if I do, please... Just shoot me, stab me, whatever you have to do. Promise me you'll do that if I hurt any of you."

Avi swallowed the lump in his throat and his hand wrapped around Scott's wrist. The two leaned closer to each other, pressing their foreheads together as they closed their eyes. "I promise."

Mitch pulled on Scott's arm gently to grab his attention. He sniffled and wiped his eyes before bringing Scott's red stained hand up to his lips to kiss it. Scott rolled his head to the opposite side and looked up at Mitch with half lidded eyes.

"Mitch... I promise to get better... I promise..." Mitch nodded and leaned his head against Scott's hand when the blond cupped his cheek.

-

"How are you feeling?" Mitch asked, rolling a chair Scott's bed. He inspected the tired bags under his Alpha's eyes and pouted.

"Tired. Awful. My stomach hurts from all that blood and flesh."

Mitch stuck his tongue out and stood up, grasping the bars on the side of the bed and humming to himself. He carefully climbed onto the bed and laid against the side of Scott's chest.

Scott jumped when Mitch cuddled up to him and he felt tears in his eyes knowing how much he missed his Omega's touch. He wrapped an arm around Mitch's shoulders.

"I made you a present yesterday... But I got angry with myself, destroyed it and our coffee table." Scott admitted, sighing and looking down at Mitch who was curled up in a ball.

"Is that what made you get all angry and wolf out?" Mitch asked.

"Yeah... I was angry with myself for everything I did."

"I forgive you. You know I always do." Mitch brought the hood of his- well, Scott's - sweater over his head and moved farther up Scott's chest.

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