Posing for the Omega (For the Alpha #2)(27)
Zora snorted and released Naga’s shoulder, the she wolf obviously relieved when she further relaxed. My alpha looked down at my swollen — well you get the picture — and I had to look away from the heat that I saw form in his eyes. “Stop! You’re making it worse.”
“This is fucking weird.” Koda stepped a few feet away from me.
“Enough. Everyone leave. Ira and I must speak with the she wolf alone.” The humor died as they all became aware of their alpha’s command. No humor swam in his black gaze as he looked straight at me, nothing but penetrating heat and something I couldn’t quite understand. Koda looked between us, his ears flat against his skull as if he wanted to argue, but a chuff from his mate seemed to make his decision for him. He trotted to Alloy’s side where the large black wolf shifted to his four form and licked a soft kiss along my brothers muzzle. I watched as they walked away only Naga hesitated her golden eyes fierce as she stared at Svara. They seemed to be gauging each other as their twin golden eyes challenged the other.
Naga snorted derisively. “Monster.” She said lowly as she turned to leave.
“Naga,” Zora said quickly making the she wolf pause and look at her alpha. “You will take Byrin’s duty taking care of her.”
“I will not—”
A vicious growl rumbled up from Zora’s chest. Oh he was pissed, no doubt in my itty bitty brain. “You will do as you are told Naga.” Oh there was no arguing with that tone, I don’t think even I was dumb enough to argue with that tone. Naga looked at the luperci again before nodding sharply and walking away, leaving me and my alpha alone with Svara.
“I’ll enjoy fucking the hell out of that one. She wound up tighter than an alpha stuck in rut. Wonder want her face will look like when I lick that tight—”
“You are an alpha.” Zora said randomly, completely interrupting the disturbing rant that Svara was going into.
“Wait what?” An alpha? But she was female how could she possibly be an alpha? How did Zora know if she was one or not?
Svara snorted. “Pretty knowledgeable for a foundling. Yeah, I guess you could say I’m an alpha, but by our laws — well by luperci laws females are worthless so we don’t get much acknowledgment either way.” Her ears lay flat and her hackles rose, the topic apparently a sore one for her.
I was completely lost. Why would females be seen as worthless? It was so abstract for me to even consider thinking the she wolves who bred the pack and nurtured it would be seen as castoffs. “I don’t understand.”
“You wouldn’t, foundling raised by wolves, you think your the unwanted one. Female luperci cannot breed other luperci only more wolves.” Svara stared pointedly at my swollen belly causing me to touch it self consciously. “Only omegas breed more luperci.”
I stared up at the ceiling of our den pondering what Svara had said as I gently stroked my belly. Only omegas could breed luperci — that would mean all of our pups would be like me and zora, but none of his other born pups would be like us. I’d wanted to know more and I’d asked Svara but she refused to elaborate. “I told you I’m not inclined to talk tied up and I’ll need a little proof you two aren’t full of shit.” That was her exact words. Groaning I turned on my side towards my alpha his ash coat warm and his muzzle close as he curled around me. I wanted desperately to lay on my belly but in my current condition that was not going to happen and I was unable to get comfortable with the constant anxiety running through my system. Lifting my hand I threaded it through Zora’s thick fur, the soft texture grounding as I watched him sleep. I wondered about Dey and why she had lied to me, and why she had left when I needed her most. Did I mean so little to her? Everything was like a giant puzzle that needed answers to be solved and I was clueless to so many things I couldn’t even begin to solve it.
“You should not stress so much. I know much is uncertain, but I am most certain that I will protect you and this pack.” Zora’s eyes gleaming as he watched me from where I thought he was sleeping.
“I can’t help but worry. This is my fault, these wolves are here for me. What if something happens? What if Svara is wrong and they don’t wait till the pups are born? How can we defend this entire pack against so many luperci? How can we when we don’t—”
Zora licked a possessive swath across my muzzle, the deep rumbles coming from his chest soothing the panic starting to cartwheel in my chest. “It will be ok my mate.” He pushed his nose into my throat his teeth nipping gently. His action was one of reassurance that I hadn’t experienced before I’d met Zora, and it always sent warmth curling through my belly and into my toes.
“Dey is a luperci.” I hadn’t told him yet, the knowledge resting on my chest like a dead weight but I felt the pressure ease as I shared it with him. Moose farts, if only I’d been sharing everything with him from the beginning I wouldn’t have felt like a fucking basket case all the time.
Zora’s black eyes widened as he pulled back from my throat. “Are you certain?”
“Svara said she saw her leave the night before and she said there was only three luperci in our pack— me, you and her. Do you think that everything else she told us is a lie?” Damn, wasn’t that my greatest fear? That she had lied to me about everything. Had Hexis really come and killed Vey? They would have been full siblings if she was also a luperci.