Posing for the Omega (For the Alpha #2)(41)
“When did Alloy attack?” He watched me closely.
“The luperci was about to hurt Koda, and I moved to stop him when Alloy came from the woods and jumped onto his back. They fought until I heard Alloy yelp and he was on the ground — he was going to kill him. I ran into him pushing us down the ravine, I hit a tree and it seperated us. You know the rest.”
Alpha nodded his black eyes softening. He shifted, trading his fur for the skin of his second form. He caressed his hands over my body touching every part of me in comforting reassurance. “I had thought…” Zora leaned forward kissing my muzzle softly. “I cannot lose you.”
I wrapped my arms around him holding him as close as I could from where I laid. “I cannot lose you either. I love you, so much Zora.” I licked at his cheeks and throat not saying anything about the wet salty taste I licked away.
So, laying in your bed furs gets old pretty quickly. I wanted squirrels so bad. I’d do anything to eat at least ten of them, no make that twenty. My stomach gurgled and groaned and one of the pups kicked around inside - again. “Yeah, tell me about it. I’m feeling confined in my space too.” I muttered while dreaming about squirrel organs. Thanks to our current resident evil in the woods I hadn’t seen hide nor hair of a squirrel in over a month, so my cravings would have go unanswered. I rolled around feeling only a slight ache in my back that didn’t cause me too much distress. I wouldn’t hurt to get up. It had been a few days and I was craving not only squirrels but movement outside of my den. Zora would come and go throughout the day and I could tell my the tension in either of his forms that not all was well. Everytime I pressed him for answers he told me it wasn’t something I needed to worry about. Obviously when someone, anyone, said that it meant that there was something to worry about. There was a lot to worry about like: How was the pack taking their alpha being a luperci? After finding out the blood wolves hunting us were also luperci I doubted many were taking it very well. Also, hiding something like that from numerous wolves you’ve been raised with might leave the taste of burnt boar shit in their mouth.
I wiggled around gently till I got to my side and used my arms to push myself up into a sitting position. Why did females find this so amazing? They ooed and awed about the wonderful beauty of being pregnant and here I was hungry, angry and - wait hangry, yeah that was the perfect description - unable to get up and I was lactating. I admitted to myself that I was actually creating — nope I still couldn’t think about it. I’m not going to think about what my tender chest areas are doing. I’d face that when I had a pup sucking on it. Wiggling around a little more I finally got onto my knees and put my hands on the ground and get my feet under me so that I could finally stand. Through the whole ordeal my back ached, but I ignored it. There was nothing keeping me in this den a minute longer, other than a few moments to relieve myself I had been trapped in here for days. I walked out slowly into the morning sun, the warmth seeping into my coat and chasing some of the stiffness away.
“Ira you should be resting.”
My shoulders slumped and I looked around as if I couldn’t see my alpha stalking over to me with determination. “Oh there you are! I must have missed you. Well since I’m already up I should go ahead and stretch my muscles.” Run away from your overprotective alpha while you still can!
Zora’s ears flattened against his head and he rumbled unhappily. “Stress is not good for you.”
“Neither is breathing in my own farts all day, but I’ve been doing that for awhile now.” Ok, I could have kept that to myself. Why do I say the worst things at the worst time! It’s not like I couldn’t recall a time where I’ve done that before. No, it’s more like remember that time: when I told Zora I got a hardon every time he bent over, Or when I told Naga her boobs were sagging, Or when I told Koda he smelt like a bucket of dicks, I really needed to find a filter or some self control.
“Ira I can sense your anxiety.” Shifting he traded four legs for two so he could be closer in height with me. He rested a possessive hand over my stomach feeling the smallest shifts of our pups inside me. “I am not angry with you for what happened at the river. These luperci, they want something that isn’t theirs to take. They kill without hesitation to intimidate and fill the bloodlust inside of them. To avoid danger you will remain near the den.”
I covered his hand with my own over the tight flesh over my belly and linked our hands together so that mine dwarf his. It was easy to forget sometimes that he was a luperci like me. I was his little one in every sense, even in my biggest form, but I wasn’t weak. “I can help protect the pack.” I needed him to see that I could stand beside him, I didn’t need to stand behind him where he would take everything on his own. “I can stand beside you through this.”
Zora nodded, “I never doubted your strength mate. You may be able to stand at my side,” he moved our linked hands together over my belly, “but they cannot.”
The anxiety I didn’t want to admit to vibrated through me in pulsing nerve-frying waves. My alpha was right, I couldn’t stand at his side when I had our pups to protect. I couldn’t attack the enemy with my teeth and claws, I had to rely on the pack and him to keep us safe. “I just want to keep you safe.” I rumbled dejectedly.
“Our goals are not so different.” He nipped at my muzzle affectionalty while rumbling deep in his chest to soothe my nerves. It worked wonders like always.