Omega Bound Chapter 62

Ayla

Call it instinct. I don't know. It shouldn't make sense that Aramana suggested looking for odorless poison. She has been out of prison for only a short time, but her leadership instinct must be bred into her.

Of course they are.

She is a white wolf, ancient and powerful.

My excuse? I have been out of my prison longer than she has, but I feel helpless and afraid. That deep, throbbing fear must have been what I reacted to. I don't know how, but I exploded.

Well, again.

I open my eyes to see a shocked Cyrus banging on what could only be called a blue shield of some kind. It came from me, and I don't have time to think about it. All I have time to do is be with my mate and hold his hand while I watch his features for any sort of reaction. Any sort of sign that he is improving or declining.

He can't leave me.

I realize at this moment, the world outside of this shield doesn't matter. The only important thing to me is inside of it. I look from Thane to Cyrus. He is repeatedly smacking the shield. His face changes from awe stuck to fear, then to anger.

I couldn't lower it if I tried.

I don't know how, and I am not asking Aramana right now.

After a short time Cyrus leaves. He probably feels defeated with the weight of all of this on his shoulders, a poisoned alpha and an ancient, fates gifted shield surrounding us that he can't get through. I kiss Thane's forehead and rest my head on his chest. I am exhausted from life. I listen to his heart; I listen to his breathing. I close my eyes and use my imagination to dream of a better life. I allow myself to feel what I want and see what I want.

I am baking in the kitchen, talking with the ladies and sharing secrets with Monica.

I see myself waving at shifters that I walk by without fear.

I am training with Cyrus. Kicking, hitting, shifting.

I can smell the forest.

I can feel the wind through my fur as I run and hunt.

After a long day working, Thane comes to the door of our house. Maybe a cabin by a lake. Rustic and homey. He walks through the front door, and I run to him, jumping in his arms and throwing my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he holds me in the air, spinning me.

I look down at him and get lost in his eyes.

Thane flashes his dimples and I grab his hair and crash my mouth onto his lips as he walks into the house.

I smell our scents mingle.

I feel our bond strong.

It pulls us together and we spend the whole night tangled in the sheets.

I look up at Thane and smile while I can feel tears flowing. I realize that I want this bond.

I want us.

Screw Della and screw anyone else that tries to get in the way. We are fated for a reason. The mate bond is sacred, older than time and we are destined for each other. Do I allow myself to hope? Do I say “When Thane pulls through” instead of “If Thane pulls through?”

I flipped the washcloth over on his forehead and pushed his black hair out of the way. I put my head on his chest again and tried to sort through my thoughts. I know nothing about healing or poisons or even enemies of this pack so I can't help him in that regard, but I can stay by his side and be with him.

I sit up and grab a hold of Thane's hand again and stare.

I stare at him like he holds the answers I need and then Aramana speaks the words

*“Use the bond.”*

*“How can I use the bond?”* I asked franticly and she states one word *“Tug.”*

I close my eyes and search deep within myself. I search for that thread. That flicker of flame that is Thane and find it.

I can see a red tether in my mind and a blue tether. The blue must be my gift because this giant bubble I am currently sitting within and still need to discuss, is blue. The red must be my mate bond. I feel myself pulling on the tether. A tugging sensation in my chest.

I hold it and hold it.

I refuse to let go.

I refuse to let him go. If I am holding this, I know he can't leave me. I am going to use the bond to keep him here.

I just don't know how long I will be able to hold it.

I don't know how long Cyrus has been gone for, but he bursts back into my room. "Ayla can you hear me in your freaky mind bubble?" I nod “yes”, and I can, it is just very muffled.

"Look, I don't know how you are doing this and maybe you don't either, but I need you to try and get rid of this thing. I have two things in my hand, and I need to see how Thane reacts to them. It could tell us if any of these are the poison used on him." I stared at him for a moment and back at Thane.

I close my eyes and find that blue thread within and give it a slight tug. When I tug the thread, the blue shield vanishes.

"Holy shit. You literally made a force field." Cyrus says before kneeling beside the bed. "I researched odorless poisons with Greg. Don't worry, he has been threatened with his life if he tells anyone about your blue bubble. I actually told him you would melt his brain, so if he says anything, you can do that and roll with it." I roll my eyes, but deep down, that would be awesome.

"I have two options or ideas. We can inject him with both, but we don't know if they will counteract each other. We can try one and then try the other, but we have to wait at least 12 hours in between."

"Just pick one and start. I am holding the mate bond. My wolf thinks if I hold on to it, he can't leave me. I just don't know how long I can hold it Cyrus, it feels like I am in a tug of war match that I am not strong enough for."

"You survived ten years of captivity, overcame being mute and Della. You can hold that bond." Cyrus states with his hands on his hips and a tone to his voice that I dare not question.

He rotates Thanes arm out and injects him in the elbow area. "I don't want anyone in here Cyrus. I don't trust anyone. My wolf wants revenge for this. I don't trust that she won't hurt anyone. She is raging inside; I feel like my skin is crawling."

"Aww, your wolf has a little murder side to her, does she? Man, I hope my mate wants to slaughter anyone that looks at me." I raise an eyebrow at him, and he just shrugs his shoulders like a little murder never hurts anyone.

I hear a knock on a door, but it sounds further away. I realize it is coming from Thane's door. I look up at Cyrus who places his finger over his lips to silence me. The knocking stops, but only because his door is creaking open.

It isn't locked? Why wouldn't it be locked? I bolt from the bed before I can even think about what I am doing and rush through the adjoining door. Cyrus is murmuring something in the background, but I can't hear it because I am standing face to face with Della and the bitch has keys hanging from her hand.