Omega Bound Chapter 64

Thane

I am pulled from nothingness by a sharp stabbing pain in my chest. My eyes hurt and I blink furiously to clear my vision. I lift my head up and realize I am in Ayla's bed. She lays next to me, legs crossed, but it's like her front half toppled over. I see a faint whisp of white hair blowing in front of her face with each breath she takes so I know she is okay, which doesn't help my confusion any.

I turn my head to the left and see that Cyrus is asleep against the wall across the bedroom. I reach my hand out and trace my fingers up the blue see-through wall that seems to be cocooning me.

"Cyrus." Damn my throat is raspy. I have a new respect for Little Wolf. "Cyrus. Wake up."

"Huh what, get back here girl we ain't finished," he says sleepily. I will have to power wash that wall if he is having a sex dream on it.

"Cyrus, you dip shit wake up." I say a little louder attempting to not wake little wolf. He bolts awake looking at me like he just won the lottery.

"Holy shit, it worked. How do you feel?"

"What worked? I have a damn headache. I feel like I was hit by a truck and dragged around the pack."

"I see you are your grumpy self again after your poiscation."

"My what?"

"Poiscation. You were poisoned and took a four-day nap." I blink at him taking in what he just said.

"Poison? That can't be right."

"Yeah, after you ate your elevator meal, you passed out on your girl. Turns out you were poisoned. Don't worry, I narrowed it down to the mess hall. The new guy gave Janet pack transfer papers and the job assignment. They were fakes. Can't find him."

"I look over again at little wolf and how uncomfortable she looks. "Poison. Got it. Why am I stuck inside a glowing blue bubble?"

"Ohhhh that. Your girl doesn't have a weaponized pussy, but she has a shield she can weaponize. Took out Della and kept you from the world these past few days. She flung my ass into the wall with it. Wouldn't let anyone near you except for the experimental cure I injected you with. You're welcome by the way."

"If you mention her and her pussy in a sentence again, I will cut your dick off so you will never experience putting it in one again."

"Chill out okay. Geez. I am glad you're awake. You got to talk her into taking care of herself and not you. She stayed awake the whole time, rambling about holding onto the mate bond to keep you from dying or some shit. She just keeled over on herself a few hours ago. Apparently holding a bubble and holding you from the great beyond is exhausting."

I turn back to Ayla with a sense of awe. She held on and she kept me safe. Whether or not it is true or Cyrus crap I don't know, but the giant bubble around me makes it more believable. I roll to my side and swipe that wild hair behind her ears and take in the puddle of drool under her half open mouth.

Fates she's out cold.

I reach my arm under hers and pull her up towards me, putting her head on my chest. She barely stirs during the movement but settles in nicely as I wrap my arms around her. I don't know how we left things really, but I know that she saved my life and that has to count as something. Hopefully more than a 'hey, now were equal' action.

Hopefully, an acceptance of our bond.

Taking out Della?

I don't even know where to start with that.

"Little Wolf, it is okay. Little wolf, drop your shield. I am fine." I shake her shoulder a little and get a 'hmmm' in reply. "Little wolf, drop your shield, let go." The bubble dissipates around us, and I look around in shock. Not too many things besides Cyrus and the depravity of the world leave me speechless, but a giant blue shield is now on the list.

I lay my head back against the pillow and close my eyes, still feeling this firm pain in the center of my chest under Ayla’s face. I play back the few things Cyrus said to me and then the idea comes to my mind "Little wolf, drop the bond. I am okay. I will be here after you rest." I kiss the top of her head and the pain in my chest is gone.

"She really was holding the bond. The pain in my chest is gone." I mumble in astonishment, looking over at Cyrus.

"Romantic. I'm leaving. Mind-link me like later. A day later at least." He gets up and leaves the room while rubbing the tired out of his eyes.

I squeeze Ayla firmly against me. I was so afraid of losing her and she almost lost me. I hurt thinking about her being up that long watching me, saving me. She doesn't realize her strength and I need to make it my mission to make sure she does.

She can't leave me now.

I will burn the entire planet down looking for her.

I will chain her to this damn bed if I have to.

I know there is a pile of things to get to the bottom of, but at this moment, I don't care.

*“Ronan. Are you there?”*

*“Yes, finally. Mate. Protect. She protected us. We were poisoned, but she held us here. Strong mate. Strong omega. Strong wolf.”*

*“Yes indeed.”*

I close my eyes again and allow myself to picture Ayla's face. The way her eyes glow, the crinkle of her nose when she is laughing, the way she sucks frosting off her fingers.

Better stop thinking about that one as I have to slide my hand down and adjust myself in my pants.

She is everything I want, and we barely know each other. How can you hardly know someone when it feels like you have known each other for your entire life? I realize there isn't much to know about her since she hasn't had much of a life. The saddening thought gives me the resolve I need to make a vow that she will have the best damn life.

She will be the happiest shifter on the planet. Ayla will be everything. She will have everything. She already has all of me. She is my home.

I am going to give her more first. She has missed so much. Despite everything to figure out, track down, and people to kill, she will have them. She needs a first date. Not a makeshift waterfall date, although that ended amazing. First back of the car fooling around. First everything.

We will be each other's first and lasts. First in everything that has ever mattered or counted. Not because the mate bond makes it so. Because we make it so. We started before the bond and the bond will make it so much better.

Marking her.

Feeling each other.

Mating each other.

We have a lot to talk about. What if her trauma doesn't allow her to go through with the mating? Alphas were cruel to her, what if she can't handle getting my bite?

Heats? How would that even work given what happened to her repeatedly? I realize we have another problem to add to the pile.

Little wolf is my mate.

We have found each other.

She will go into heat soon.