I walked into the den to see the pack gathered celebrating the Alpha’s return it soon died down when they saw me and started calling out.
“What was an Omega-Born doing out there!?”
“Poor Omega-Born!”
“Who did this to you little Omega-Born!?” I folded my ears back shocked at the concern but Alpha Snow howled to silence everyone.
“This is no Omega-Born!” Alpha Snow growled baring his fangs, “The attack formation was Alpha Angel’s idea and he singlehandedly took on the Rouge Leader on his own. This wolf has proved himself to be strong no matter his choice! Show him the respect he deserves!”
The pack looked at me and lowered their eyes and moved on with fretting over the actual Alpha’s that returned. I stood there shocked that I was still viewed as weak. Until one of the medics walked up to me and told me to shift, I did so and seen him grit his teeth.
“When they told me that you took on the Rouge Leader alone I didn’t believe them but looking at these wounds...” he started to work on my legs first. “Thank you for protecting our pack, I hope you continue to get stronger to protect us again.” Hearing him say that relaxed me, having wolves look to me for protection was a nice feeling. He’s counting on me to get stronger so I’ll continue to protect them, has this feeling passed through my wolf Justice?
“Silver Moon!” I was about to reply to the medic until the Omega-Teacher showed up and called out. I looked at her horrified face as she ran up to me and started cleaning off my face. A quick glance at the rag she was using told me that I was indeed covered in blood. I focused my attention somewhere else as they fussed over me. I watched some Alpha’s glance over to me and nodded and a few gave a small smile. They seemed genuine enough but I still feel like they resent me somehow. Like I showed them up.
Then I spotted someone wearing something of skin and fur, she was elderly holding a staff. Her scent was of fresh pine, earth, rain, the fish scent the wind often carries over from the salty sea. She held my gaze for a long while as people walked past her. She nodded at me and held up a cup or bowl towards me her head bowed slightly raising the cup bowl a bit higher and lowered again when she looked back up to me. A hand waved in front of my face and I was shocked to see the Omega-Teacher trying to get my attention.
“Let me help you get dressed Silver Moon,” she gently smiled at me. I glanced over to the medic and saw him frown at the Omega-Teacher but turned to me and nodded signalling that he was finished with his work.
“First battles are always scary afterwards, don’t let it spook you,” the medic told me. Right, they think I’m in a daze after the fight. Maybe I am or maybe what I saw was someone celebrating my success. The Omega-Teacher helped me get dressed and the medic was talking to her about my care.
Great, now I’ll never get rid of her. Wait, why are they talking about my care? Is it because she called me Silver Moon? Or did something else happen between the time I was distracted by the elder woman?
The pack gathered at the sound of the Alpha’s howl, Omega-Teacher picked me up like a princess and carried me over to the gathered wolves. “North Waters! The Rouge attack is no longer a threat, our skilled Alpha’s have taken care of them. Let us celebrate our warriors!” The pack leader howled and the rest followed.
“Silver Moon, you’re so brave,” the Omega-Teacher whispered to me with a hug.
“Elite Omega Angel Justice,” I recognized the voice of Delta Christopher, “Alpha Love, follow me please.”
“Omega,” the Omega-Teacher or Love growled.
“Apologies, Omega Love. I wish to show Elite Omega Angel Justice his new quarters immediately seeing as he doesn’t need to take the Alpha Test anymore.”
“Why?” Love asked panicked.
“He’s already taken it when he was 7, please follow me,” Delta Christopher said and Love looked at me and I nodded. Love turned and followed the Delta through the pack with ease. We arrived at the far corner of the basement wall, Delta Christopher knocked and a part of the wall opened revealing a dark figure. A beep was sounded as the Delta walked in, Love held me firmly and walked forward into the grey darkness. The dark wolf growled softly and the opening closed behind us. Love breathed slowly and steadily as he followed Delta Christopher’s scent and voice. “We are in the Delta Cave, watch your step from now on we are descending further down. We are Assassin’s we take care of troublemakers that are too hard to handle for the Alpha themselves. We specialize in tormenting, hunting, stealth. We are precise with our attacks to either cripple the enemy or kill them. We hunt people instead of prey for the pack. We work in darkness and silence instead of the daylight and open like the pack is. Elite Omega Angel Justice, you were given to us by your father and the pack leader. They believe that you were meant to be here and after watching your performance during the Rouge Attack, I believe that too.
“As I have said before, you will not take the Alpha Test. I have looked at your battle records and it seems you have taken full control of the Alpha Den.” Love gasped and I could scent that she was happy. “Yes, Mr. Love you have chosen well for a mate.”
“Oh, we're not,” Love was starting to say but Delta Christopher wasn’t finished speaking.
“We are going to teach you Elite Omega Angel Justice the proper way of an Elite Omega. You have heard only what the Special Omega’s have done during the daylight, but you have not heard of what you do during the night. Your father had one request for you during your training here: ‘Allow my son a normal life too,’ he stated. Normally you are secluded from the top world, but we will allow only your mate down here with you. That is the only thing we can do. You can go up and visit your friends once a week. These are privileges, what we ask is that you do not share what you were taught or speak of the training.”
“We're not mates,” Love stated.
“Mr. Love, you have scented him have you not? Down here we rely on our sense of smell and hearing. Scenting Elite Omega Angel Justice you have stated to the Delta’s that he is yours and yours alone. We will respect that.” Love made a strangled noise, “Just try not to get carried away he still has 8 years to catch up to you.” Again Love made a stressed noise. “Claiming a mate early is good, especially down here. We are secluded from the pack most of our lives with only each other to keep us company. Here we are. Mr. Love, to make it easier to find him you need to scent the door, you as well Elite Omega Angel Justice.”
“Why do you call him with such a long title?” Love asked.
“I’ll let him explain, you can stay down here until the first ring of the bell that will signal the time for bed.”
Love walked further into the room and the door closed and a very dim light turned on partly blinding us after so long in the dark. He set me down on the bed and took a few steps back.
“Are you mad?” Love asked. It was strange now, not hearing him call me Silver Moon.
“Should I be?” I asked back now confused on why he was worried about me being mad about something.
“I scented you without permission,” I could smell his distress.
“Oh, well it would be bothersome. But you heard what Delta Christopher said, besides I’d rather it be you than another Delta. If you don’t mind that I’m using you only to focus on my training...” I just realized how toxic that will be. He likes me enough to scent me, he practically gave his heart to me. “Sorry, I shouldn’t...”
“No! I’ll do it!” I was then wrapped up in a firm hug.
“You’d be helping a lot by doing this, I’m starting to worry that you won’t get anything in return.”
“I don’t need anything.”
“Bullshit. Fess up,” I can tell that he wants something, I felt his hands tremble slightly and they started to fiddle with the back of my shirt.
“Give me a chance?” I can call him Love openly now. That will make him happy even if I’m only using his last name. I highly doubt that word will mean anything to me, but how would he feel about that?
“I’m not comfortable with saying the paired phrase, sorry.”
“I don’t mind, you can say it when you are ready,” he’s really understanding, especially for something so intimate between mates. “We’ll go at your pace, I have to wait until you’re 18 anyways. The most we can do is scent each other before I can claim you fully.” I partly hummed and before I could agree he quickly said, “If you want to in that time!” I can feel him trembling again, should I do something to help calm him down. He doesn’t need to be this nervously scared, I’m not about to reject him for this opportunity to be free of finding mates down here. If anything Love would keep me safe and far from it.
“My main focus would be training,” I said hoping that he would understand.
“I don’t mind, I’ll visit you after my class and we can talk until the bell for bed rings.” That’s a good idea, this also shows that he really wants this.
“What if I don’t,” love you in the end? I wanted to finish that but now it just seems hurtful. Love stayed quiet for a bit, “I can’t find fault with the idea, if anything it’s only positives for me, but for you, it seems like you are getting the short end of the deal.”
“So we can try it?” Love asked after a moment more of silence in such a hopeful voice. I don’t want him hurting from this, we can’t be mates.
“Alright, a chance,” Love gave an inhale of relief and excitement and hugged me a bit tighter but still light enough that he doesn’t put pressure on my healing wounds. “We should scent each other properly.”
“Not right now, there are more important matters to attend to first,” Love pulled back and sat beside me now, I suddenly feel very small next to him. “I’m Jay Love, 19 years old, Alpha-Born. I spent 10 years as an Alpha then became an Omega. I always felt that Alpha’s were rough and I didn’t feel comfortable with fighting, the life of an Omega is nice, gentle, calming and just right. Even though I changed my second gender people still call me Alpha. You and your friends were the only ones who called me Omega. At first, I was frustrated that a rough Alpha was among my Omega-Students, but as I got to know you I started to understand that you had no exposure to a gentle hand. You looked so calm when Jake patted you I thought that if I did that would you have settled? I watched as Jake included you in the play, even though you were rough you tried your best to be gentler the next time. When you left I felt uneasy, I couldn’t rest until I saw you again.”
Love fell silent while I registered what he was trying to tell me. I can tell that we are not Soul Mates otherwise I would have felt it too, I would have been drawn to him, I would know what he was thinking. Does this mean we are compatible with each other? Why can’t I remember what I told my mom about my mate? Most would know what their mates are from a dream and with age, they would forget or keep it depending on how much they believe in Soul Mates. Did Love keep his and I just look like them?
“Silver Moon?” Love asked.
“That’s, your older than me,” I said and Love laughed a bit uneasily and just side hugs me. “I’m Angel Unique Crowther, 10 years old, Omega-Born. I’m going to be an Elite Omega to protect the pack from unseen dangers. I believe that Omega’s can be strong like any Beta and smart like any Alpha. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure my pack is safe.”
‘Well put, Pup,’ Justice commented.
“You proved yourself when you fought that Rouge Leader. Weren’t you scared?”
“A little, when he used his pheromones I realized that he was weak. I got used to smelling stronger scents.”
“People often call you Alpha, when did that change?”
“I don’t know, it happened gradually so I got used to hearing it as a title.”
“That long title that Delta gave you, why?”
“Justice told me to say it when I’m addressing wolves outside my pack. I’m still a bit unsure about it myself. But I think it’s an honorary title?”
“How did you become the Alpha of the Alpha Den?”
“I don’t know, Coach put me up against a lot of Alpha’s during practice so I think they were the previous Alpha’s? It might have also been because I hunted for the Alpha Den.”
“Is that what this fuzzy thing is? Pelts?”
“Oh good, they brought it down, rabbit fur, yeah. I got good at hunting rabbits so I made a blanket out of the ones I got to keep.”
“You know how to sew?”
“My mom taught me a few things, the basics really, don’t you?”
“Sewing no, I am learning how to knit though! Can I make you a scarf?”
“You can make whatever you want, I’ll like it. At this point, I want colour back. I was so happy with the brown in my room when I was in the Alpha Den. Nothing but grey and white.”
“I’ll make it colourful, I’ll make you a sweater too and hats and mitts,” he stopped and made a small noise.
“Sounds good, when I go back hunting I’ll make you a pelt blanket too.” I was wrapped in a firm hug, Love growled softly in my ear that almost sounds like a purr. Alpha’s can’t purr, they can’t even make the purring sound even if they tried. I’m amazed that he found a soft note in his growls to make it work. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to purr back, it’s been a long while since I last purred properly so hopefully it won’t sound too rough.
~ o ~ m ~ e ~ g ~ a ~
I got up and sniffed my door, Love’s scent was there a bit stale but relaxing all the same. I walked down the hall to get a feel of my surroundings, I came to what felt like an open space and heard Delta Christopher talking.
“Elite Omega Angel Justice, I expect you to be here on time,” Delta Christopher growled I walked over and smelled other wolves. “Alright now that you know what to do shift and start practising.” I’m sorry what? I don’t know what to do, well it seems this is how the Delta’s train. I shifted and was soon knocked down when I finished.
“On your toes, Elite Omega,” the wolf that knocked me down jeered backing off so I could get up. As soon I straightened myself I was then floored once more. A snort sounded from the wolf and so the day went by like that.
Soon a week went by and I still have no idea of what to do here except fall repeatedly. I tried to dodge but I only ended up slamming myself into either another wolf or a wall. Delta Christopher was of no help with tips, neither was the other wolves. Justice would always say ‘What happened to all that instinct?’ I’m just not sure what had happened. I can’t tell what they are thinking and it is frustrating not being able to see them.
Love has no problems with finding where I am now and doesn’t mind that I get back late, he’s been such a welcoming scent I just don’t know what to do with myself now if he ever stopped coming by. We just sit and talk of our day and when he has to leave we scent each other and the door. And soon I’m lulled by Love’s scent when I go to sleep. Like he’s telling me everything will be fine.
It will be fine.
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