Omega Bound Chapter 55

Ayla

Five days. That is how long I have been trapped in wolf form.

Five freaking days.

My wolf and I go in circles regarding what is best for each other. Most of the time, she pushes me out, completely ignoring me. Every day we wake up to Thane sleeping against our bedroom wall. I am sure he is up most of the night watching us.

He spends a lot of his time talking to Aramana. Sharing stories of his family, his pack, and apologizing. He will even talk to me through her. I have heard his words for five days and I must confess that I am starting to believe him. I can't say that I necessarily trust him, but I hear the pain in his voice, and I have seen his tears through my wolf's eyes when he is talking about me rejecting him. I don't know how I truly feel though, since I am still trapped inside my wolf aka the bag of fur keeping me for ransom.

Thane leads us out to the forest every day and stands guard while we do our business, and he eats meals with us every day. Aramana must certainly trust him despite knowing my broken heart, because he can now pet her fur and scratch behind her ears without her trying to bite his hand off.

I think she almost accomplished biting it off on day 3. Day three was bad. She got into Thane's room through the adjoining door and one sniff of his bed was all it took for her to unleash her fury. The amount of stuffing inside of a mattress is comical. So was seeing Thane's face when he discovered that we don't like the smell of other shifters in his bed.

I quite enjoyed her destroying the whole thing. I am not so sure I would have the guts to do it myself. I also have much more tolerance for Cyrus and his stories than she does. When he rattles crazy stories off, she just leaves the room and leaves him hanging. I happen to enjoy hearing about his wild life.

Life. Something I never had but could.

If I allowed it.

If I could move past it all.

So here it is, the end of day five and I have finally convinced Aramana to let me out. I would be a liar if I said I wasn't afraid. I am terrified of seeing Thane again. My fated mate.

I don't know what to say to him or where to begin, but she allowed me out, but I had to agree to her terms.

I am sitting at the foot of my bed. Quietly contemplating all my words and going over all my thoughts when all I want to do is curl up in a ball under my bed and cry.

Actually, that sounds like a great plan, but I know if I attempt it, my wolf will have a coronary and I will be trapped back in her again.

I carefully braid my hair over my shoulder and sit waiting in my pajamas. It felt amazing to be here and wear soft fleece when I was rescued, now it feels amazing against my skin for a different reason. I’m no longer covered in fur.

I nervously wait, knowing Thane will be in soon, like he usually is at this time to spend time with us. He has only left for a few hours a day and I feel bad for all the extra work Cyrus has picked up, but I heard him tell us that we can make it up to him by not controlling his brain or whatever crazy fear he was talking about.

"Little wolf." That deep voice a soft, desperate whisper. It coats my skin like the finest silk, and I break out in goosebumps. I look up at him and take in his features. His deep green eyes are beautiful, but tired with a look of fear behind them. He takes a step into the room slowly. The bond pulling us to one another, the ache present in our chest demanding our attention. His eyes rake over me, like he can't believe I am really in front of him, and I can't either, truthfully. I look at him, fearful as well, but I can't bring myself to speak first.

"How did you get her talked into shifting? She's one stubborn wolf." he smiles at me. A small, hesitant smile.

No dimples on display. Fates I miss those dimples.

I take a deep breath and clear my throat. I only used my voice for what seems like a minute, and I am sure I will still be raspy. "I had to meet her demands." He takes another slow step into my bedroom and closes the door behind him. I dart my eyes to the door and back to him and he must sense that I am getting anxious because he slowly reaches behind him and opens it slightly again.

"I had to promise that I would not reject the mate bond today. I promised only today."

"I see." he says painfully. I know it hurts him, and he is probably reliving that memory, but it hurts me as well.

"I also had to promise that I wouldn't run." I get out, barely above a whisper. Instead of saying anything, he turns to go to the bathroom and comes back with a glass of water. I am surprised but shouldn't be. He always knew what I needed. Probably because he is my other half.

"I am not sure If I have told you this, but I am a pretty big fan of your wolf."

I let out a soft laugh and look up to him. He is closer to me now. He is very quiet on his feet. It adds to the danger that is him.

"You just said she was stubborn."

"Oh, she is. And I like it working in my favor. Our favor. It would make sense that she is stubborn. Ronan is the most stubborn wolf I have ever known." I nod my head in agreement. Not that I know, but I am nervous and don't know what to do.

"I am sorry about your bed." I whisper, my throat feels raw and scratchy.

"I am sorry about the smell of my bed." Thane whispers back.

"I don't know what to do from here Thane. I hurt mentally. I am emotionally drained. I don't know where to start. Where to go from here."

He watches me for a while. Contemplating his next move I supposed. He has been treating me like a wounded animal these past five days.

He is possibly right. One wrong word or move and I will probably bolt.

"I need to build your trust in me again. I need to bring you to a place where you are comfortable around me and in this pack. I need to worship you as a fated mate should. I need to protect you and keep you and your wolf safe. I need to do a lot of things Ayla. But I need you."

He walks closer to me, stopping in front of me and getting down on his knees so he is eye level with me on the bed. I don't know if I want him this close. I am scared and start breathing hard.

"It is okay Little Wolf. You owe me no answers today. Just not leaving or rejecting me is the only thing I am after today. And groveling. I once told you that an alpha should only be on his knees for his mate and that he should be good at groveling and eating while he groveled."

I look at him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion for a little bit, when he slowly places his hands on my hips and runs his thumbs slightly under the waist band of my pajama shorts. My skin prickles again and my core heats.

Do I want him touching me?

Can I possibly allow this? I look at his mouth and catch him licking his bottom lip. Yes, I do and yes, I can.

Per the norm of every decision we make, I decide to worry about the rest later. He looks into my eyes for reassurance, giving me time to stop him, but I don't.

Slowly, he runs his hands up my sides and the sides of my breast before leaning over me and laying me back against the bed. Thane starts sliding my shorts down to my knees and down to my ankles. I can feel his breath right above my pussy.

"No panties little wolf?"

"I was in a hurry. I wanted to shower so bad and forgot them."

"How fortunate for me." and he begins to lick up my slit with his firm tongue.