Omega Bound Chapter 154

Ayla

I followed Raven quickly as we headed through the door to...well their apartment and down the stairs. "Where are we going?" I hurried behind her. It is time that these long-legged shifters consider that I must walk twice as much to keep up with them. "Will you slow down?" I asked, jogging to catch up to her.

"Sorry I was on a mission." she states as she clicks the binker thing to her car. I should learn more about those.

"Should you be driving?" I question as she opens the door and climbs in behind the wheel of the car.

"I have a hypermetabolism from whatever they did to me. It takes a lot more than 14 beers to put me down." Raven hiccups.

"Fourteen bee...." I don't get to finish my sentence before Raven whips out of the parking lot, tires screeching and the smell of burnt rubber flies straight into my oversensitive nose.

"I think I'm going to be sick." I cough, waving the stench away from me. Raven reached into her center console and pulls out a coffee mug with a picture of a middle finger on it.

"If you're going to spew....spew in the cup." she hands it over to me and I grip it in my lap for dear life. "Thank you for my barf cup." A sentence I never thought I would say in my lifetime.

"Are you going to tell me where we are going?" I ask again.

"We are going to start a trauma bond healing....something. Trauma healing....no...I can't say it all girly like you she-wolves. We are going to fuck some shit up." she presses her foot down on the gas and I grip my mug tighter.

"Okay....healing...girls trip. Healing girls’ trip. Sounds exciting." I try and muster all the excitement I can while trying not to sound concerned. I hope we aren't on the way to murder any of her past lovers or something, but I won't pass up the opportunity to learn more about Raven.

"Mind-link your man and tell him we're going to do a girl bonding trip. I don't want him to go feral and hurt anyone looking for you." Raven requests.

"Okay. He will still go feral, but the bond lets him know how I am feeling. Are you concerned about Cyrus? Do you want me to let him know we are on a road trip?" I pull out my phone to type a message to him.

"I don't know. It’s complicated." Raven sighs out.

"What's complicated about it?" I ask.

"I don't know how to move on. I don't know how to let what happen go. I don't....I can't be rejected again. I can't. I'll die." She whispers, her voice full of pain and anger. "The whole thing isn't fair to Cyrus either."

"I don't think Cyrus cares." I remind her. He is clearly all in for her, in every way.

"He doesn't care now. But what if he does later? What if I can't get past the pain? What if I'm not good enough? I wasn't once you know. I can't do that again." she shakes her head, speeding up with anger set on her features.

"I don't think Cyrus leaving should be a fear of yours. In fact, I know you leaving is a fear for him." I turn my head away from her, looking out the window of the fast-moving, snow-covered trees.

"That's not fair to him either." Raven states quietly.

"Such is life Raven. We are all dealt with a hand. It's what we do with what we are dealt that matters. We don't have to be products of our situations or environments. We can move on from all of it. We will have bad days, but the good days will far outweigh the bad. I will take this life over what I had any day of the week. I hope at some point you can feel the same." I turn toward her and smile before she rolls her eyes at me.

"Nice motivational speech." She laughs at me.

"Thanks. I am practicing for my first speech as a Luna. Are you going to tell me where we are going?" I ask for the third time I believe.

"I know where Thane rescued you from. It was written on a file in his office. Hate to spring this on you, but we are going to start your revenge tour." She waves her eyebrows up and down at me and I am speechless.

"I don't...I don't know how I feel about this. What if there are shifters there now?" I ask, growing increasingly concerned and wondering if I should mind-link Thane.

"Then we kill them. If they are there, they deserve it." Raven states matter of fact while she exits off onto a back road.

"What if I have a panic attack? I get them you know..full-blown..can’t breathe...going to die attacks." I wave my hands around in the air frantically.

"Then you get over it. It can't last forever, right?" She asks genuinely. My eyebrows shoot up to my forehead.

"Can't last forever? I think I could die from them. My throat gets all tight and sometimes I throw up!" I stammer.

"That sucks. When was the last time you had one?" She asks.

"I don't know. It has been a while." I try and think back. I think it was shortly after killing Della.

"Then how do you know you aren't healed of it?" Raven turns onto another road again and I am lost definitely.

"Well, I don't. But I don't think I am supposed to have extra stress being pregnant." I remind her.

"I forgot about that. Anyway, you have superpowers, I'm sure it's fine." Raven waves her hand dismissively at me.

"I don't have superpowers and no, I can't turn you into a zombie." I say, just in case she has the same irrational fear her mate does.

"What?" she looks at me dumbfounded with her brows furrowed. Just one mate is afraid of that then.

"Never mind. I'm tired. Wake me when we are close and I will decide if I will go in or not. I still think this is a terrible idea." A horrible idea.

"Take a nap. You are getting growly." she scolded me.

"I'm pregnant and kidnapped by a fired-haired death god who doesn't even have snacks. Good night." I turn away and snuggle up next to the door. This is a terrible idea, but Aramana feels...dare I say excited. She was poisoned and I don't know if she remembers that place and I don't know how she will react. Me either for that matter. My eyes aren't closed long before I drift off into a slumber.