Little Sheep

Hayden Lee Part 8

The nights following our trip to the lake was nothing short of freeing. Being able to do and say whatever I wanted to in such a beautiful place was amazing. I didn't have to worry about anything. Until the last night of staying at the inn, everything about the city and reality wasn't on my mind in the slightest. I could tell a weight had been lifted from Mark, the longer we were out here, the less stressed he seemed to be. Being with him was better now, less terrifying. He was more considerate, in my mind. This particular night we had our clothes washing as the sun was setting, getting ready for the next leg of our road trip. I sighed as we (mostly Mark.) hung our wet clothes up, looking up at the alpha. "We can't just stay here?"

He chuckled, the sunset casting light across his muscular arms and chest that was bare due to me being in his last clean shirt. "You know I can provide for ya, babe, but there is a distinct lack of employment out here."

I let out a overly disappointed sigh, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. Mark snorted at my display and I nudged his side gently. The alpha chuckled, going back to the clothes. "You can't pull those omega tricks on me, sweetheart." he finished hanging the clothes, gripping the arm rests of the chair I was sitting in. "I have an iron will, Hayden." He smirked at me, my face going red at it. I didn't let up on my gaze, the alpha finding it amusing. I studied his eye, the bruising almost gone and his broken nose probably permanently crooked. It looked good on him... I slowly reached out, stroking his cheek gently. His facial hair had grown out some, rough against my fingers. I looked up into his eyes slowly.

"I'm sorry about your eye... and nose..." I whispered, the alpha staring intently at me. I bit my lip, unsure what the emotion that was coming off the alpha was.

"Hayden..." he studied me, our eyes never looking away from each other. I nodded, feeling a bit sick to my stomach from nerves. He pulled away slowly, hesitant and unreadable. "It's okay, Hayden..." he smiled at me, something genuine and sweet. It made my heart flutter, looking down in my lap quickly. I felt him go back into the room, my heart pounding in my chest. I paused for a long moment, slowly being overcome by sorrow.

I was infertile. Mark couldn't ever want me. No one could ever want me. I felt tears prick up in my eyes. Even in this paradise I couldn't escape the reality that I could not be attractive. I felt tears drip down my face, trying to not make a sound. The only thing I could hope for is to be used as a toy for pleasure. My other option of euthanasia was gone... I shook my head to gather my senses, Mark let me come a long for a reason. If I was useless as an omega, I could at least be a good companion. I let out a sigh, wiping my tears away as I watched the last bit of the sun disappear. After it was completely dark I wandered inside, getting ready for bed.

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After we had packed everything up and started back on our journey, I noticed the landscape slowly getting dry and barren. I felt my heart sink with each hour, feeling like the world was truly as the government had told us. I had forgotten how hellish being in the car was, feeling blessed to have Mark as a friend this time around.

I loved listening to him sing when he thought I was asleep, wondering about where we were going and what it was going to be like. I sat up slowly, the alpha glancing over as I stretched. "Nm... Mark...?"

He hummed, smirking as he glanced at me. "What's up, princess?" He chuckled, catching my blush.

"Where are we going exactly?" I studied him, his face slipping into a frown. I felt nerves in my stomach, Mark pulling over to the side of the road. He stretched, letting out a yawn.

"I... know of a place... for people like us." He gave me a half-hearted smile. "We should settle down for the night..."

I nodded, wondering if he actually knew where we were going. "...is... how much longer?" I unbuckled, nibbling my lip.

"Just a little bit more." He sighed, getting out. I decided to drop the subject, something else on my mind from earlier. I helped him get blankets into the back, making it as comfortable as we could as we climbed in together.

I looked up at him, nervous to bring it up. "...Mark... why don't you know how to scent?" The air grew tense, nervous he would yell at me or kick me out of the car.

He took a couple seconds, not really looking at me. "Hayden... I..." he let out a sigh. "...I never really had anyone to show me... I was kind of an accident. In the worst way possible." He was silent for a moment, studying my face. "...my father is one of the politicians in the city. Really powerful and has a ton of cash. Well, he met my mom, who was a prostitute, on a gambling excursion." He met my eyes to judge my reaction, my eyebrows knit together. "After I was born my mother blackmailed my father into taking me to the city. As you can imagine, love and proper emotional care for my father's bastard son was not high on the to do list for my family." He snorted, his words bitter. I felt tears in my eyes, moving to hug him. "We're going to the city my birth mother lives in now." he shrugged, barely acknowledging my hug by setting his hand on my back.

"...Mark..." I sniffled, having this side of him in the air making me want to fix his pain. I let out a pathetic hiccup, the alpha wrapping his arms around me gently.

He nosed my hair, chuckling. "If I knew that's all it took to get a pretty omega to cling to me, I would have told you days ago."

I let out a soft giggle, nosing into his neck. "...I... can teach you..." I hummed softly, feeling it was the least I could do. "I could teach you how to scent... although... mine isn't very good." I blushed a bit.

Mark nodded slowly, wiping my tears away. "Alright. If you're up to it." He smiled a bit. I nodded, nosing against his scent gland gently. Mark had always smelt aggressive to me, but this time it was just coming off of him like a comforting blanket. Warm, protective and strong. I hummed, moving a hand to rub his other scent gland soothingly.

"You smell good, Mark..." I smiled up at him, moving his hand to gently cup my neck and rub my gland with his thumb. I hummed, my lavender scent that was only there during my heats and scenting sessions emerging. He moved his nose down to my neck, letting out a soft growl that gave me goosebumps. I leaned my head so he could sniff and rub against my neck, his arms wrapping around me securely. I let out a soft trembling sigh, feeling safe and protected in his arms. I closed my eyes slowly, Mark's instinct taking over the scenting session. I moved my arms around his neck and over his back, cuddling into his chest when he allowed me. I looked up at him from his chest, eyes half lidded from relaxation.

He slowly kissed my forehead, unknown to me something in the alpha had changed.